ANGEL IN HELL

I LOOKED AT JOHNNY WANTONLY, HIS JEANS FIT HIM JUST RIGHT, NOT TO TIGHT, NOT TO LOOSE. HIS BODY WAS A MASTERPIECE. PERFECTLY  SCULPTED BICEPS, LEGS THAT WERE JUST PERFECT. AND AN ASS JUST RIPE FOR PLUCKING. AND HIS HAIR, THAT BEAUTIFUL THICK RICH CHESTNUT HAIR AND BLUE EYES THAT YOU COULD SEE FOREVER IN. LOOKING AT JOHNNY MADE ME DRIP. HE TRULY WAS MY ANGEL FROM HELL.

JOHNNY WAS MUCH YOUNGER THAN I, AND A BIT ANIMALISTIC IN NATURE, BUT THIS ONLY ADDED TO HIS CHARM FOR ME. I BECAME HIS MOMMY MISTRESS AND TOOK GREAT PLEASURE IN TEACHING HIM NEW AND EXCITING THINGS. WE GREW VERY CLOSE IN A SHORT AMOUNT OF TIME, DEVELOPING AN INTIMATE AND STRONG BOND. HE BROUGHT OUT FEELINGS IN ME THAT I NEVER KNEW EXISTED, BEING A WICKEDLY SADISTIC DOMME, I HAD NEVER THOUGHT IN MY WILDEST DREAMS THAT I COULD BE A NURTURING DOMME.

I WANTED TO PLAY WITH JOHNNY, SEEING HIM LAY ACROSS THE BED IN JUST THOSE JEANS DROVE ME WILD.  I COMMANDED TO HIM FROM ACROSS THE ROOM, HEY BITCHBOY, UNIZIP THEM NOW!  HE SHOT OVER A PLAYFUL SMILE TO ME AND STOOD UP AND TOOK OFF HIS JEANS, WEARING NOTHING UNDERNEATH. HE WAS MAGNIFICENT, AND HOW I ACHED FOR HIM.

“MOMMY HOW MAY I PLEASE YOU?” HE ASKED , HIS COCK HARD AS STONE.

KNOWING THAT HE WAS A TRUE ANAL SLUT, I COMMANDED HIM TO BEND OVER.
I INSERTED MY STRAP ON, FIRST THE TIP, PUSHING IT IN SLOWLY, THEN INCHING IN THE REST OF IT. I PULLED HIS BODY CLOSE TO MINE. GRABBING ON TO HIS HIPS, I BEGAN TO CATCH MY STRIDE. I WENT IN DEEP AND HARD, POUNDING HIS DELICIOUS ASS. I WAS FUCKING HIM HARD AND FAST FURIOUSLY. I FELT AN INTENSITY BUILDING UP WITHIN ME, I POUNDED AWAY HARDER. I WANTED TO EXPLODE IN HIM.

MOMMY LET ME TAKE OVER.

JOHNNY BENT ME OVER AND SHOVED HIS COCK IN MY ASS. HE RAMMED ME HARD.
POUNDING MY ASS.HE GRABBED ME BY THE HAIR AND PULLED ME BACK. KISSING ME HARD, SHOVING HIS TONGUE DOWN MY THROAT, HE WAS SO FORCEFUL. HE GRABBED MY ASS AND SLAPPED IT HARD,  OH MOMMY, I AM GONNA CUM!

MY BODY SHOOK RECEIVING HIS LOAD. HE ROCKED ME, JOHNNY HAD SWITCHED AND MADE ME HIS BITCH, THE TABLES WERE TURNED.

SOMETIMES THE STUDENT SURPASSES THE TEACHER,

AND WE ALL GET BROKEN.

I WILL ALWAYS HAVE A PLACE IN MY HEART FOR MY ANGEL IN HELL.

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