. you know ... that you’re from here. We sort of had a meltdown when Kota texted us to let us know she met you. She’s not ... gay. I mean, not rea...ly. She said you were hot.”The girl blushed slightly. I was saved from replying when Britney’s voice rang out again.“That’s nipple!” she said. “You can totally see pink right there!”The girl in front of me blushed deeper.“We’re going to go now,” she said.“Wait!” I said and she turned back. “Don’t let her post anything online that has me and her. I quickly hurried home to shower and find the right outfit to wear. I ruffled through my closet looking for the perfect outfit. I seemed to forgot that I was a 35 year old mom not a parting 21 year old. All of my clothes were for a mom and not for going out parting. I finally found a pair of nice jeans that I forgot I had bought a while ago. They showed off my ass very nicely so I figured that would be a winner. I shuffled through all my tops and lone and behold I found a perfect top that was. The more I fed him the more he wanted! His cock was dripping a steady stream now and he was slurping his pre-cum off of my thumb as fast as I could feed it to him!I grasped his fat dripping cock and began to stroke it hard towards his wide open mouth. My orgasm exploded as I watched my husband prepare for a mouthful of fresh man-milk. I continued to pound my husband's ass and stroke his cock feverishly as my eyes closed, I convulsed and succumbed to my orgasm letting loose a flood of pussy. She might have expected it from her mum--she could be funny sometimes--but she had been so disappointed by her dad. After everything he had taught her, the way he had tried to show her the damage that racism could do...yet here he was, telling her he didn't want her spending her time with a black boy. Things escalated into a full-scale shouting match. She called him a bigot and a hypocrite and then stormed off to her room with angry tears burning at the corners of her eyes.Then later that.