Curious French mother auditions for a private scene, exploring backdoor pleasures

He was the one always trying to get him to ‘discipline’ me more. XXX The woman all obviously avoided looking at me but it was Mama who stared at me, with a cold steely eyed gaze. Each one seemed to hurt more than the last. My stomach dropped at the thought of it, I’d let my anger get the best of me. “Be careful what you wish for,” he muttered. He laughed but it wasn’t because he was amused. “I won’t tell anyone if you just let me go.”
“You’re like a broken record Skye, you’re never going home. I looked away, disgusted at the sight of him covered in my blood; he unfolded the horse blanket and helped me into the tub first before sliding in behind me. “One!” I spat. I closed my eyes as I tried to be anywhere but right there.