Don’t Litter The Beach

Don’t Litter The Beach

Caption –

Just be grateful I put plenty of sun tan oil up there, now stop whining Mom, and get sat down on it, before I decide to put you over my knee and spank your bottom.

Yes, of course on the beach, you know you always get punished straight away. Don’t worry, we’ll take the bottle out when we get back to the hotel.

Story –

Jenny and her Mom went to the beach, and when they’d finished drinking their Soda, she knew just what to do with her Mom’s bottle, so they didn’t litter the beach. She’d rubbed sun tan oil over her Mom’s gorgeous body earlier, including the crease of her bottom, and the soft girl cleft between her legs, making sure she worked plenty of oil into Mom’s pussy and ass.

She worked the neck of the bottle into her Mom’s asshole, pushing it in and out a few times, taking no notice of her complaints, and promising her a spanking if she didn’t behave. Jenny enjoyed watching her Mom sitting down on the bottle sticking out of her ass, particularly her whimper as the wide body began to stretch her rear entrance painfully. Leaning over her Mom, Jenny placed her hands at the top of her Mom’s thighs, gave her a sensual kiss, then pressed down with her full weight.

Ann squealed into her daughter’s mouth as the huge glass bottle forced her bottom hole wide apart, stretching the muscle to allow the cruel intruder to go deeper and deeper inside her body. When her cheeks at last touched the chair seat, she breathed a sigh of relief, but then Jenny passed her a tightly rolled up towel. She obediently raised her bottom, placing the towel beneath her, then lowered down again, feeling the last, wide inch of glass forced in to its full depth. As her insides adjusted to the painful insertion, she could feel her anal ring closing behind it, but not completely. She knew that if they walked down the beach, and Jenny would make sure they did, anyone behind her would see her gaping ass, and the green bottle embedded just inside it.

She was dreading when her daughter finished drinking her own Soda, because she knew where that bottle would go, but at least the beach would be kept tidy.

Background –

This was my first Mom caption, and I loved the public humiliation aspect when I saw it. Later on I thought I could turn it into an Eco-friendly project.