"M-Me to, Kafka!...I also want you to treat me the same way!"
My mother suddenly said after silently watching me care for Camila's butt with a pack of frozen peas in my hand.
She then turned around and bent over the counter right next to Camila, exactly like Camila was doing now, and looked back at me with an expectant gaze, like she was waiting for me to pull up her gown and expose her ass well.
Right now both my mother and Camila were bent over before me on the kitchen counter and were pushing their juicy behind out for me, showcasing just how much of the sustenance they gained from eating went into their rears.
One stuck out her half-white, half-red booty that was completely exposed towards me and was looking at the other in confusion, as to why she was suddenly imitating her. While the other was wiggling her round butt in my face, like she wanted me to lift her clothes up and give her a good spanking for how bad of a girl she's been.
