Then Claude said that Jerome could be first.Then I bent over the table end gripped each side; laying there quietly waiting for my first black guy fuck...ng my wet hungry cunt.Jerome lifted my nightie and with no waste of time he grabbed my hips and shoved himself deeply in my cunt; just a swift motion that made me gasp in surprise. He began slowly at first to rock himself back and forth; building himself up to a hard battering thrust that rocked me on the tabletop; each thrust eliciting gasps and. .. yess... Yes..."But Mrs.Crawler doesnt stop While also struggling to suppress Julie'smind inside her brain that screaming about this immoral activity IT ISYOUR OWN SON's DICK! FOR GOD SAKE!!She constantly try to remember her own experience of giving oral to herhusband Instead of automatically remember that she is now giving oral toher "son"Meanwhile, Julie in Mr.Loan's body starting to give a mental push towardMr.Loan's mind which occupying Peter's bodyShe remember Mrs.Crawler speech this. I layed back naked and Reese grabbed my legs and forced them to my chest. The force of it took my breath away and his tongue dove for my hole, making me gasp. My wet and leaking cock made my stomach slick with pre cum as his tongue licked and pressed into my opening. My whole wet with his saliva, he gripped my hips and rolled me over onto my belly. I moved to my knees and leaned my face onto a pillow and felt his mouth on my wet and hungry asshole again. “Fuck me” I said softly, alittle. This was unusual as i never saw dad in underwear. He was either on vest and shorts or in a t-shirt. But now he had no clothes on except underwear.He asked me to sit on the bed which i did. He took some magazines and sat beside me. He showed them to me. They were gay magazines. I was shocked that dad was showing me this.Dad are you out of your mind? Why are you showing this to me?Sathish. Do not try to fool me. I know that you are bisexual. I also know that you had sex with our insurance agent.