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Mean snowbunny mommy
I was in Vegas with my son. It was his birthday and he wanted to watch the UFC fights. He was really excited. I had been drinking by the pool soaking up the sun all afternoon before the fights.
Getting ready, I had a new dress, something sexy enough for Vegas, but entirely inappropriate for basically anywhere else. Paired that with the highest high heels I had, glittery makeup, and fixed my hair.
On the way to the fights, my son spotted a tent giving out free beer for some sort of promotion. We took maybe six beers between us. The fights were more violent than I expected, and I remember getting carried away screaming with everyone seated around us after each of several fantastically brutal knockouts.
The fighters themselves were appealing eye candy in addition to being highly skilled.
I see why people like this! We end up getting separated. Well, I ended up at the wrong hotel. I decide why not one more drink at the hotel bar? I order my drink take one sip. Three huge young black guys approach me. We start talking, I introduce myself, and they start buying bottles two at time.
A bottle in each hand. My dress is gone.
My phone is exploding in a constant array of rings, flashing lights, and beeps. It sounds like a video arcade: my son is absolutely blowing it up! This stranger might have actually answered texts or calls from my son at that point.
Everything got fuzzy and blurry right after that. The three big black guys from the bar were still there. Then maybe more showed up. I kept hearing my phone ring and people sort of looking at it and messing with it.
My bully fucks my mom
I was the center of attention and everything else. It was absolute mayhem. There were fat black cocks all around me on every side. Three inside me. Two in my hands. In a sort of endless loop, I got shifted into different positions, moved around, turned over and upside down, picked up, spanked, kissed, slapped, and licked non-stop.
I woke up the next afternoon. No one was around.
I had my phone, heels, thong, and bra that was it. My phone had like 70 messages on it. I took an Uber back the correct hotel and walked in the room. My son was passed out in a chair holding his phone. Posts Likes Following Archive.
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