Crush his spirit at last

“Last chance. Give me a tap if you’re ready to give, tiny. Otherwise, we can do this same thing over and over. Day after day. And I’ll love it.” She sat on Timmy’s face, pulled her ass cheeks apart slightly, and planted her ass straight onto his face, sandwiching his nose and mouth between her cheeks. She wriggled to get comfortable, hearing his screams and feeling them quiver her jiggling ass.

After several minutes, he tapped weakly against her ass, giving a small whimpering of muffled words when his arm fell limp. “Mmm. Good boy. She reached down and took hold of his young manhood, working it with her hand before she leaned down to suck him off, his cum filling her mouth. She wiped it and the whipped cream from her face, finally getting off of the twin.

Big Mama lifted Timmy off his feet easily, shaking him in a display of confidence in trying to wake him up. He didn’t budge, just drooled. She gave a big kiss on his cheek.
“You and me, big man… we gonna be friends.”

She’d have to beat him daily to try and toughen him up, but he could make for a valuable little toy.