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Nikki Brooks – Moms Hand Gets Stuck in the Sink
Sweetie,” Step-Mom called out to you, “can you help me? I dropped my wedding ring down the sink, and now I can’t get my hand out.”
Sure enough, her hand was stuck in the disposal from trying to get the piece of jewelry out.”Don’t go near the switch, please!” she warned you as you approached her. You pulled on her arm, then on her body, but she didn’t budge. You let out a laugh from how ridiculous the situation was, and Step-Mom smiled. “It’s not funny – I’m not going to call the fire department because I got my hand stuck in the food grinder,” she said.
“Maybe if I wet it,” Step-Mom suggested to herself, desperate for a solution, then turned the facet on, but it didn’t work. “Fuck!” She really was stuck, which meant she couldn’t defend herself or move to come after you. You quickly grabbed her ass and she was startled, “Oh! What are you doing? You think if you pinch me, my hand will just pop out?”
Okay, so it worked – Step-Mom couldn’t do anything. Now you were getting more daring. “What are you doing? Don’t touch me there,” she said when you did it again. “I know you’re trying to help, but that-that’s not helping me, it’s startling me.”
You lifted her rope up to expose her blue panties, and she started to get mad. “Can you focus?” she said looking back at you with concerned eyes. Step-Mom was scared, unsure what you were doing, and this was only the beginning. Once she realized you weren’t going to let up, she opened her rope to expose herself. “Wha-what are you so interested in? I’m wearing panties, okay? You’ve seen them – great. Your curiosity fulfilled? Now help me get my hand out,” she said agitated.
But you weren’t interesting in helping – in fact, things were only about to get worse. Her voice became harsh as she yelled for you to stop. Not only were you groping her ass, you were groping everything else on her, too, and it was a major turn-on. Step-Mom was only able to twist and turn as she let out soft, pathetic cries.
You had a massive erection, and if she couldn’t get out, you were going to take advantage of the situation. Her screams turned into desperate pleads for you to stop, for you to reconsider what you were doing, but you only had one thing on your mind – -fucking your step-mom and getting off.
Honestly, it didn’t matter what she said, or how many times she cried – you wanted this, and it didn’t matter if it was against her will.