My vaginal muscles clamped down on his cock, he must have pumped a couple of gallons of sperm into me. I laid there with his cock still deep in my pus...y, I could feel it deflating. His cock plopped out of my gooey pussy and he rolled over onto his back. I started to clean his pecker with my mouth, licking up our juices. Within minutes his wanker was growing hard again. My pussy could not wait for another round. This time he started doggy, banging hard and fast into my gooey pussy, my tits. "Excuse me?" I responded, attempting to be oblivious to his implication.He chuckled. "I am pretty sure you were checking out my package."I stammered, my face flushed, "N-n-no, I wasn't." Too bad," he shrugged, grabbing his cock and stroking it slowly.No matter how much I tried to look away, I couldn't take my eyes of the growing cock. He continued this until all eight inches, three more than my cock, were fully erect."For a guy who isn't a faggot, you sure are drooling over my meat," he. She lifted me and kissed my fore head and hugged me tightly.I felt her big boobs pressed on my chest. I also hugged her tightly. I felt sorry for my mom. Mom said doesn’t ask your dad about this and while I was leaving the room she said don’t think about this my son, first complete your study and get a good job and then take me from this house.”I went near her, took her face in my hands and wiped her tears and said I will do it as soon as possible. Mom kept her hands around my waist and hugged. "Sure, you know where everything is," I said. "How long will you be soI can check dinner will be ready for about a quarter of an hour afteryou're ready?" Twenty minutes or so I suppose."I checked the pie and the braising potatoes and decided that they wouldbe ready on time, before setting a couple of wine glasses beside theplaces on the table. I was still pottering about in the kitchen whenCheryl returned carrying a bottle of wine and looking very different.Her hair was pulled up into a high.