" Why would I want to go and see those assholes? Most of them made my life miserable when I went to school with them." That's the beauty of it bud, yo... get to go back and see what they turned into. You didn't go back to the tenth so you missed out on some pretty good laughs. Remember Beverly Abeg? Miss Super Hot Cheerleader who thought that her shit didn't stink? She waddled into the reunion bud, actually waddled. She was two-fifty if she was an ounce. It did my heart good to see her like that.. About that time at school I overheard some of my schoolfriends discussing in great detail what they'd like to do to my mother, how big her tits were and how frustrated she must be, being on her own after so many years of marriage, and how older women loved young cock, and speculation on whether I was fucking her. I was shocked and angry at first but didn't let on that I'd overheard them because, I would have had to fight each of them (And almost certainly get beaten up by several of them), and. I wondered how much cum I would have since I already had deposited two massive loads in her. But, who cares, a cum shot is a cum shot as they say in the movies, its the quality of the cum, not the quantity! I removed my cock from ass and slowly inserted it into her pussy again. Ummm, it was tight and hot! She rocked back to force my cock deep within her. "Oh, yeah, that's so good, give it to me again, I want to feel your cock, fill me with that hot man-meat, oh yes, start. “Okay, good.”I had decided not to say anything else. It was pretty obvious that she hadn’t been freaked out by catching me doing that, but something deep inside me demanded more.“So ... you weren’t weirded out?” I asked.There was a pause, as she actually thought about it.“I wouldn’t quite put it that way,” she said.“But you didn’t hate me,” I suggested, somewhat artlessly.“Of course not,” she said. “You’re a guy. Guys do that. Everybody knows that.”“Oh.” I felt a little let down that I’d been.