ππ It made me into a Dirty Mommy when I, Freya stepped into her room, catching her son mid-lick of her dildos laid out on the dresser. His eyes widened, caught mid act, as she towered over him, raven hair cascading down her back. “What the fuck is my son doing, little perv?” she growled, her voice thick with a mix of shock and amusement. “E- mum… I was just exploring…” he stuttered, his cheeks flushing crimson. Freya let out a dark chuckle, crossing her arms beneath her ample bosom. “Exploring mommy’s panties and sex toys, huh? Should’ve known my son was going to go down that dirty road eventually.” She lamented his naivety, remembering the countless times she’d caught him snooping around her lingerie drawer. This time, though, he’d crossed a line. “Time for a good spanking for being such a naughty horny sissyboy,” she said firmly, her eyes glinting with sinful intentions. Without warning, Freya’s hand cracked down on his upturned ass, leaving a red imprint. He yelped, squirming under her wrath, but she only increased the tempo of her spanks. “That’s for going into my room uninvited, and this…” Another resounding smack. “…is for being a dirty little pervert!” My son’s arousal was palpable, his hard young cock straining against my panties he was wearing. Freya’s own lust was reignited, a fierce heat pooling between her thighs. She hooked a thumb into her panties and slowly peeled them down, revealing her glistening pussy. “Mom’s pussy needs some attention too.” She retrieved the thick strap-on cock from the dresser and strutted back over to her kneeling son. “Now, my sissyslut is going to take this dirty cock up that tight little ass, and you’ll love every minute of it,” she commanded, roughly gripping his hair. Freya’s hips began to piston forward, the fat dildo probing his entrance until she pushed into his virgin hole. His back arched in a silent scream as she buried herself deep. “Fuck yes, you’re so tight! My little sissyboy is loving this, I can hear it” Son whimpered and nodded, his face contorted in a mix of pain and pleasure. Freya set a brutal pace, her heavy tits bouncing with each thrust. Pounding deep, βfilthy little fuck,” she grunted, her clit throbbing with each slap of her hips against his ass. Before long, her son was cumming hard, his ass clenching around her strap dick as he painted the floor with his adolescent thick jizz. Freya rode him through his orgasm, her own climax building to a fever pitch. With one final, brutal shove, she buried herself to the base and came with a guttural moan, spraying his ass with his mommy juices. As she slowly withdrew, Freya nudged her son’s face towards her dripping pussy. “Clean up your mess, filthy sissyboy,” she commanded, smirking as he eagerly lapped at her essence. “Looks like you’re going to be my personal fuckdoll from now on.”ππ«ππ₯
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