Mothers Day Gang Rape and Humiliation XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXx Please Rate. Please Comment. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXx Prior: Happy Mother’S Day Prior: Happy Mother’S Day-1 Prior: Happy Mother’s Day – Party Pig Juan took off her blindfold. When she saw all the brutes around her she became hysterical. They wore their gang colors, tat’s crazy hair cuts. They just looked the look, bad ass MF’s. I was so fucking hot. I know its crazy but I always had these fantasies about Mom, but this was beyond my wildest dreams or hopes. Sonia was kissing me while my Mom hung hogtied, surrounded by her brother’s gang. I could see she was raw where she was tied by the leash. She struggled to keep her head up. I could her look around desperately for help. “Bob, help Me. Please.” I was making out with Sonia and we laughed as we heard her beg. She hung there totally exposed. Her tits hung down. I thought how much it must hurt being trussed up. Her back was arched in awful position as her body pulled down. I could see the tension in her thighs and butt. Sonia leaned over , rubbed my cock. Bob, they are going to terrorize her. Then they want you to fuck her first. I was so excited I didn’t know if I could wait. Juan blindfolded her again so she couldn’t see them. Her head twisted wildly as hands reached out to grab her. They walked around her. Yelled in her face. Screamed at her. Were gonna cut you bitch. Whip that bitch ass. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Two bangers pulled her to one side so she swung as she hung. Two others pushed her back. She swung back and forth. She swung higher and higher. I pulled off the blindfold so I could see her eyes. “AGGGHHHHH, my arms, Stop. Stop. AHHHHHHHHH.” I could see the arms, legs, everything stretching as she swung back and forth. The guys were laughing their heads off at the screaming bitch. As Mom swung toward me I could see the utter agony in her face. The brutality was overwhelming. I realized how sadistic I was, the worse it got, the more I wanted. Somewhere I thought I should feel bad but I didn’t. There were the repressed dreams for many years. I was shaking, trembling, overwhelmed as I heard Mom screaming. They brought over a couple cinder blocks. …but everything was about to change
