Ass rape porn with my son will never be a favorite because I swear, he gets more brutal every time he summons me for one of his live streams. However, he is my blood, and I am his. So, I know he will never kill me. But he might make me wish I was dead sometimes. And he always gets me coked up. Always. I can count on some premium coke from him.
But this live stream seemed more ominous than previous ones. He referred to it as the Blair Bitch Project. He made a coke bong and brought a bench to force fuck mommy on. But is it really force fucking with me? I mean I am his mommy, and I can never say no to him. I give him permission to explore all his rape phone sex fantasies whenever he wants.
He immediately restrained me to the bench and got the coke bong going. He funneled coke into my nostrils and all I needed to do was snort every so often. And I snorted more than usual. He pushed my legs up so high that my feet ended up behind my ears. He bent me like a pretzel. And that popped my legs out of socket. A bar on the bench combined with some rope locked me in a painful position for hours. But he did keep the coke flowing.
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When he brought out the brass knuckles, I knew I was in trouble. First, I got the knuckles to my face because I forgot to take my false teeth out again. Second, I got the knuckles to my shit pipe I prolapsed for him. After so much rough anal sex, my shit pipe falls out with one push. My head was hanging over the fuck bench, which made it easy to skull fuck me all bound like that.
Chimes started pouring in too. The viewers at home liked how the Blair Bitch Project seemed to be progressing. However, the chimes tripled when he zip tied my prolapsed shit pipe. And increased tenfold when he battered up with a lead pipe to smack my prolapse like he was playing some macabre game of baseball. Did I mention that this occurred on International Women’s Day.
But luckily for me the coke bong flowed nicely. This allowed me not to feel much of anything but the pressure pain. It seemed to me like he channeled his inner A Rod as he played whack a mole with my prolapsed asshole, my cunt and my ribs. Batter up. And the more he cracked the led pipe over my body the more bitcoins streamed in. Once my battered butthole looked like raw hamburger meat, he turned my prolapse into his cock sleeve.
Another Violent Mommy Makeover in the Books
While he fucked my warm ass flesh light, he put a plastic bad over my head, restricting my breathing. And my face quickly started turning red and purple. I thought I might die from suffocation torture sex. I may have passed out a few times, but he’d revive me, let me breathe, then suffocate me some more. And all at the same time he fisted my shithole that hung from inside out. My cunt too.
Everything was swollen. Even my eyes. Another violent mommy makeover in the books. But not before I got more of the lead pipe to my tits and urethra too. Now, I am a Busted Blair Bitch.
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