My son tells me that a lot.” She admitted, cheeks getting flushed slightly as she looks up into the lens of the camera. The submission is so natural to her. Mind if I call you M.L.F. She starts bouncing her ass up and down, trying to
get me, and the future audience excited. My ex husband thought it could bring negative
consequences to our son. She follows instructions well, adjusting her breasts
slightly as she sits down with crossed legs. I like the sound of that. “Your son tells you those pajamas’s are too small but you still wear them. Causing trouble, seducing a creampie out of me and not even a thank you? Tell me I’ve been a bad
little black girl, and that I need to be taught a lesson. The release is unstoppable and the buildup was nonexistent. She’s kneeling on the couch backward as I step behind her and plunge my girth deep into her
dripping wet snatch. Blowjobs are more my niche– Were my niche. My son tells me that a lot.” She admitted,
