Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Mommy Makes My Son Money!

My son has more than rape phone sex fantasies for mommy. He has real-life experience because I am his cash cow. He gives me coke and I let him violate me for his streaming audience. But he loves me. When I showed up at his place, I sported a half top that said, “I Have No Tits.” But the shirt seemed ironic because my boy paid for me to get massive boobs years ago. I sported big lips too thanks to Botox. Around my neck, I wore a choker necklace that said, “MILF” in rhinestones.

My son had a big bag of coke for me. As I crawled to the bowl of coke, I showed off my fuck holes and my prolapsed asshole. It pops out easier than my teeth do. As I crawled toward the coke, my boy kicked me hard many times. But that just brought in the tips. He even shoved his foot down on my back, forcing me to struggle to stay on all fours while I crawled. A few kicks to my pussy, swelled up my mound too. But my son loves violent phone sex because it brings in the tips.

I am My Son’s Cash Cow

Once I got to the coffee table with the bag of coke, he shoved my face into the bag and started to pump my prolapse as I snorted. Punched my pussy while he did it. He enjoys making me his fuck puppet. Eventually, he went elbow deep in my ass and lifted me in the air just to bounce me off the walls. Tied up my tits with rope until they turned purple while I recovered from the head banging on the walls. Since I have such huge tits, he pulled them around my back and zip tied them together. But I felt that pain coked up.

My ass felt like it hung out of my ass even further after his elbow, but my boy disagreed. So, he put some coke on my prolapse and put a suction tube over it to pump it up and stretch it out further. While my ass pumped up, he explored some suffocation phone sex fun. The plastic bag with the coke still in it went over my head. At least when I struggled for air, I got even higher. While struggling to breathe, my prolapse became his cock sleeve again.

My Boy Loves to Get Me High and Abuse My Body

The chimes poured in because his viewers love to watch my skinny, fucked up ass get some much needed protein. Cum in my belly, cum on my face and cum in my cunt fed me well. He got tired of my prolapse after a bit. And that’s when he turned his focus to my pee hole. Or has he referred to it, “My fourth hole.”

Even as high as I was, I could feel him pissing into my pee hole. He knocked my teeth out because we both forgot they were in. And somehow, he turned me upside down and skull fucked me. It was easier to do with my tits pulled around back and out of the way.

It felt like he fucked me forever. He even shoved his cock and balls in my ass at once. I gagged and sputtered, but eventually passed out because he smothered me with his cock and balls. So, he threw me across the room to wake me back up. And the feeling of my bones crushing did the trick. By this time, I could only see stars. Plus, I could barely talk or walk. But he treated my body like a shot put a few more times until I collapsed on the floor.

Even as Much as My Son Beats Me and Uses Me, I Know He Loves Me

I had hoped he was done with me, but did not appear to be yet. He picked me up like a bowling bar with a finger in my prolapse and one in my cunt. As he lifted me off the floor, I feared he would toss me across the room again. But instead of that, he smashed my face in the coke one more time. However, he did engage eventually in a game of MILF Toss. The chimes poured in again as he threw me 3 feet across the room.

As I laid curled up in a ball on the floor, he fucked my prolapsed asshole one more time. But he saved his cum and piss for my mouth since I am his sperm bank. He raked in the money from the live stream. And I raked in the coke. So, I got batter and bruised severely. That’s nothing some ice and primo coke cannot fix.