You call her

You push the recall button and wait. Finally

-MNNNNNNM-

-MNNNNNNM-

-MNNNNNNM-

Finally, someone picks up. You open your mouth to say something, but then you hear your mother.

“AH! Uhm! Fuck! Ohh!” The sounds of moans and slapping flesh are unmistakable. She’s still at it?

With a sight, you fall back on the bed.

“Oh Fuck! Please! I’m dying! Let me rest!” Wow, she seems to have it though.

Your hand slowly travels down and starts massaging your pussy. A minute later your panties, jacket shirt and bra land on the floor and you tuck up your skirt. You switch your cell on the loudspeaker and start fingering yourself, while at the same time groping your breast.

Soon your moans join that of your mother’s.

“Slap that ass.” you moan as you imagine invisible partner manhandling you.

SLAP!

“Ahh!” your mother groans loudly right after the slapping sound.

You pause then slowly smirk. It seems like there is someone listening to you on the other side. You quicken your movements.

“Grab her by the hair and pull them, then fuck her really deeply.”

“Ohhhh! Yhm! Yhm! Yhm! Please! Yhm! Stop! Yhm! You’re killing me! Yhm!”

“Yhm! Slap those fat tits of hers, Ahm!” You moan with pleasure as you continue the game.

SLAP!

“Ahm! Cumming! Ahm!”

SLAP! SLAP!

“Ah! Cumming again! Ohhhh! I’m breaking! Cumming! Uhmm!”

Your eyes widen as your climax washes over you. When you come to, a few minutes later, the moans of your mother still sound from the phone. With a heavy sight you are about to disconnect and leave her to her fun, but stop at the last moment.

Why not help mum with her fun.

“She likes it rough.” You speak on the phone. “**** her tits, ravage her holes, whip her, tie her, humiliate her. Treat her like a toilet, cum-dump, ****. Don’t play nice with her - she is a slut so treat her like one.”

“Ahm! No more! Please! Cumming! Ohm!”

You ignore your mothers pleads for mercy as she is fucked roughly and are about to end the call when a wicked thought comes to your mind.

“She also has a secret desire to be branded like a cattle. Have fun with her.” You end the call.

Lying back, you wonder how will mum escape this predicament – just how far will they go.

You fall asleep while fingering yourself.