“Baby you look so good underneath me.” She says, rubbing your back in small circles.
Her strap is turned on the highest vibration setting and bottomed out inside your pussy. Being bent over like this, your ass on full display to her, was her favourite position.
She could perfectly see how the strap goes in and out of you and your back tattoo really just rounds it all up for her.
“My pretty baby, can Mommy move now? You said it was all too much and I think after 20 minutes of staying all still you should be fine, no?” Her tone is cruel, she knows that your brain shut off approximately 10 minutes ago, leaving you as a blabbering, dumbed down mess instead of the usually so composed girl.
Whimpers escape your mouth as you try to speak up, but nothing comes out. That is the cue for your mommy to move, the strap hitting your cervix over and over again at a brutal pace as she admires the pretty back tattoo you have with scratches all around it.









