My son paid me a visit last week for a live stream snuff sex session. Down on his cash, but I needed coke, so it worked out. My son loves me. Although I am his cash cow and cock sleeve, he takes care of me. Best plastic surgeons. And primo pure pink cocaine. A little goes a long way, unless you are the female Tony Montana like me.
As my son’s bimbo, I rake in the cash for him with my vacuum lips, bimbo tits and skinny body. It’s almost like he turned me into a cartoon character. Whatever I got to do to earn that coke money, I do. When my son arrived, I forgot to take my teeth out. Oops. So, my son punched me hard. He told me he wants me to get more plastic surgery. According to him, plastic surgery keeps me fresh. He breaks some bones, busts one of my saline bags in my fake tits and I get more plastic surgery.
Normally, my son avoids breaking my nose. But not this time. This time nothing appeared off limits for his torture sex. He told me my shit pipe could be my new sniffer. Then he punched me in the face, and I felt my nose break. Blood started pouring out my nose. So, I needed to shove tampons up my nostrils to prevent the blood from getting in the bowl of cocaine. But when I freaked out not knowing how to snort coke with a broken bloody nose, he put a tube in my prolapse and told me to suck up the coke through my prolapsed shit pipe.
My Son Beats Mommy Beautiful for a Streaming Audience
And I needed the cocaine so badly to dull the pain that I used my ass as my new sniffer. My boy put a zip tie around my prolapsed ass, and I started pumping coke through the straw. I could feel the cocaine coursing through my veins. And it seemed like it entered my system quicker than through my nose. Once I felt the effects of the cocaine, my son started to slam my body into the floor, mashing my tits. However, because of my massive tits I never go flush with the floor. It’s almost like my boobs suspend me in air.
While my son pinned me to the ground, he pulled out the straw from my prolapse and tightened the zip tie on it. He wanted to prevent me from sucking it in because he wanted to fuck his cock sleeve. More punches to the face but I felt numb. I just giggled as he pumped my prolapsed asshole and punched my face. My boy destroyed my shitter and all I could do was giggle. That should tell you how big of a coke whore I am. My son turned my ass into an accordion and my body into a rag doll.
My Boy Loves to Break His Mommy Whore
As he fucked me, he decided to make me fly. He stood up, with me still attached to his cock. I mean on the cocaine diet I can’t weigh more than 70 lbs. And most of that’s in my tits. I have the body of a young boy except for the tits. My boy spun me through the air. And when he pulled me off his cock, he threw me like a shotput in the Olympics. Chimes rolled in from the tips as I flew across the room. My old leathery body and my big tits bounced off the wall and crashed on the floor. And I landed like a heap of flesh.
But my boy picked me up again and tossed me across the room some more. When I landed with another thud, he walked over and pushed his cock in my toothless mouth. He started punching my cock pillows as he skull fucked me. And he slammed my head into the floor some more as he forced me to eat his sperm.
He called me a dirty whore and a slew of other names as he shoved his entire cock and balls down my throat. And he dragged me on my back by my hair with his cock and balls in my mouth to the bowl of coke. I told you he loved me. He broke his mommy whore but wanted me to snort more cocaine to dull the pain.
Cocaine Dulls Mommy’s Broken and Battered Body
So, he put the tube back up my prolapsed asshole and poured some coke in. Then he sucked on my prolapse and blew that coke deep inside my asshole. For a few minutes, I laid there getting high dulling the pain quickly from snorting the coke with my shithole.
My son came back with a speculum which luckily, he shoved up my cunt. I thought he just wanted to show off the insides of my pink twat to his streaming audience. However, my son gaped my pussy with the medical device so my 4th hole, my urethra, could be exposed. When he shoved his dick in my tightest hole, I could feel it burn.
As he pumped in and out of my tightest hole I began to piss. He shoved my legs behind my ears like a Bavarian pretzel. Ouch. I began pissing uncontrollably on his cock. My son literally fucked the piss out of me. When he bent my legs back, he held on to my knees pushing them further behind my head.
One of These Days, I Will Run Out of Nine Lives
And we both felt my legs pop out of the socket. In that moment my legs went crooked, but he still fucked my urethra. My son finally broke my body. As he continued to pump my urethra, he started back punching my face. Then he bragged to his audience that he broke his mommy.
I felt broken. He went Mike Tyson on my body but especially my face. That seemed like new abuse. So, my son broke my nose forcing me to snort cocaine out of my prolapsed ass. He treated me like a punching bag, his ass rape porn star, and his cum dumpster.
My boy finally gave me his cock snot but by that time, my eyes swelled shut from the repeated battering of my face. He broke many bones in my body that will require plastic surgery to fix. But that’s what my boy wanted all along. Beating mommy beautiful would force me to get plastic surgery. So, when I’m fresh again, he can break me some more.
