When My Doesnt Do Her Job Well Scolding Leads To Hard Fuck

Title: “When Mommy’s Milk ducts Get Slapped”

As I walk into the kitchen, I see Mommy sitting at the table, her massive breasts spilling out of her low-cut blouse. She’s supposed to be making dinner, but instead, she’s just sitting there, stroking her huge udders.

“Mommy!” I exclaim. “You’re supposed to be cooking, not playing with your tits!”

She looks up at me with a silly grin, her nipples already leaking milk. “But they feel so good, sweetie,” she purrs. “Why don’t you come here and suck on mommy’s titty instead?”

I roll my eyes. “No, Mommy. You need to finish making dinner.”

Reluctantly, she puts away her bosoms and starts chopping vegetables. But she can’t seem to keep her hands off her own body, constantly groping and fondling herself.

“Soon as she turned her back, I crept up behind her and smacked her udder hard. Mommy yelped and turned around, a shocked expression on her face.

“What was that for?” she whined.

“For not doing your job properly!” I scolded. “Now get back to chopping!”

Whimpering, she obeyed, but I could see the naughty glint in her eye. She enjoyed my firm handling.

As dinner progressed, Mommy continued to act out – shoving her breasts in my face, pinching her nipples until milk squirted out, begging me to suckle. Each time, I responded with a sharp slap to her soft, spongy udder. She would yelp and obey for a few minutes, but then slip back into her naughty ways.

Finally, I had had enough. I stood up, my face flushed with anger and arousal. Mommy trembled as I stared her down.

“On your knees, Mommy,” I commanded. “Time for your punishment.”

Tears welled in her eyes as she dropped to the floor, looking up at me with a pouty lip. “Please, don’t spank me,” she begged. “I’ll be a good girl.”

“You are far from a good girl,” I said sternly. I reached out and grasped her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. “Look at you, leaking all over the place. This udder of yours is completely out of control.”

I squeezed hard and Mommy cried out, a spray of milk shooting out. I pulled on her nipple, stretching it out, then smacked her breast with an open palm. The sound of flesh on flesh rang out in the kitchen.

Mommy whimpered and begged, but I was relentless, spanking her tit again and again until it was bright red and throbbing. Then I switched sides, giving the other neglected breast the same harsh treatment.

“Please…I can’t take anymore!” Mommy sobbed, her heavy bosom heaving with each ragged breath.

“You’ll take what I give you,” I said firmly. “Now open your mouth.”

She obeyed, parting her lips obediently. I tweaked her nipple, shooting a stream of milk directly into her mouth. She gulped it down willingly.

“Swallow it,” I ordered. “Every last drop.”

Mommy obeyed, making certain sounds while gulping down each spray. I hummed and felt my cock twitch, liking this new turn of events.

Finally, I released her nipple. Milk dribbled down her chest as she gasped for air. But I wasn’t done with her yet. I wanted more.

“Off with the blouse,” I commanded. Mommy quickly stripped it off, leaving her practically naked besides her loose pants. Her breasts hung heavily, jiggling slightly with each movement.

“Get up on the table,” I said. She scrambled to obey, laying back on the hard surface. I stood between her legs, roughly shoving them apart.

“Stay,” I said,, placing a hand on her mound. Mommy nodded frantically. I left the room, returning a minute later with a bottle, a rubber cock, and a short collection of veggies from the fridge. Mommy’s eyes widened, but she kept her legs spread.

First, I showed the hard rubber cock into Mommy’s needy pussy. She moaned loudly as I pushed it in, stretching her open. I moved it back and forth a few times, then left it there.

“Don’t let it fall out,” I warned.

Mommy whimpered, but nodded. I picked up a long carrot and brought it to her mouth. She obediently opened wide, accepting the vegetable like a good girl.

“Suck,” I commanded. Mommy wrapped her mouth around the carrot, making lewd slurping noises. I pushed it in and out a few times, then pulled it out. “Good girl.”

I brought a bottle of milk to her mouth. “Drink,” I said. Mommy obeyed, wrapping her lips around the bottle and gulping down the lactating fluid. I hummed, liking that.

Then I spread her legs wider and stroked her pussy, making her whimper around the carrot and bottle still in her mouth. I gathered up her dripping juices on my fingers and brought them to her lips.

“Lick them clean,” I said. She obeyed with a whimper, shuddering in pleasure as her tongue cleaned off her sweet nectar.

“Now, I’m going to smack your tits again,” I said. “If you drop the bottle or let the cock fall out, I’ll punish you. Understand?”

Mommy whimpered a yes around her oral obstacles. I smiled wickedly and lifted my hand…