The Training Of A Domestic MILF, Day Two

It's the same old story. You work all day long for some idiot in a suit. You come home to chill out and relax, but NO - the house is a fucking mess, there is no food in the fridge, you can smell the laundry pile from the front door, the trash is overflowing, and there is no cold beer. And there is your so called slave, twittering herself and stroking her face-fuck-book account. After work beer and blow jobs are a thing of the past. So I'm saying - Fuck that. No, not in my house. My slave should do more than bounce on my bum. I want my House clean, organized and stocked. My House is my retreat - My Fucking Castle. I've had to put up with enough crap from assholes for a week. When my MILF is not keeping the place up to par, I first bend that fine ass over the bed and spank the shit of her with that wooden spoon that she should have been cooking my fucking chow with - now I feed it to her instead. We have dirt elephants in the mother-fucker! She gets down on her hands and knees, to wipe the shite off my whip tip! As far as my dick goes, she can suck that when her chores are done. And keep that hot fucking pussy in the air while she does it, cuz that's where I'm going next. Then I let her slide the wet part of my cunt up and down until I was ready to blow some jizz on it. Don't forget Sir to thank you.