. Ahh… You’re really good Rajiv..”Yeah bitch, I promised you. Now I’ll make you my whore”These dirty words turned me on even more. I could f...el like a complete woman, as no guy ever took me so far in his ecstasy. We fucked like mad dogs. Entire room was filled with my screaming and his moans.After 30 minutes, he said he wants to come inside me. I just replied by smooching. Our tongues met. He took me in his arms, and put me into doggy style. I thought he will fuck my ass. But to my surprise, he. Just then he stood divesting him self of his beige shirt and khaki trousers leaving only a set of black boxers covering his manhood from sight. From my position sprawled across the bed my top hanging round my stomach with my skirt pushed up and my panties slightly to one side it looked pretty good. Before he could move I sat up removing my top as I went, my head now level with the tenting front of his boxers, slipping my hand into the waistband I gently eased then to the floor, I was now face. Not even did the clock strike seven that I heard a bang coming from the door, I went toward the door to see my son Brian angry and slamming the door again, before I even was able to ask him what was going on he ran up to his room. I followed him upstairs and knocked on his door asking him what had happened, only to be told to mind my own business, after asking him over and over again with no apparent respond I decided to call my husband, just when I was about to go downstairs I heard my son. I know I enjoyed what he was doing to me. I know I came twice before he shot his load in my mouth. What a load it was. I had to swallow and swallow again before licking up the residue. He told me that his jersey number was seventy-seven because his cock was seven inches long and seven inches around. Shit! Once he got that thing stuffed inside me I never wanted him to take it out. I had never felt that full before. Maybe I should have tried that big dildo that I bought. Shit maybe I should have.