Quickly her breast was freeand she swept her blouse aside and crushed my face onto herbreast. Hungrily I sucked her breast, flicked my tongue againsth...r nipple.I felt her hand slide up my T-shirt and caress my now smoothstomach and chest before moving down to undo my jeans. I moanedsoftly, muffled by her breast as I felt my jeans come undone andher hand begin to slip down inside. Too late, I remembered whatI was wearing under my jeans. Denise stiffened as she saw andfelt the flower-patterned. The way I figure it, women the world over run their households. They run their men too, if I’m not mistaken. My mother is the kind of lady who likes running things. She’s a business teacher at Boston College High School, my alma mater. And you had better believe that she didn’t let me bring home anything less than an A otherwise there would be hell to pay. I owe a lot to my mother. However, it’s time for be to be my own man. I consider myself the kind of Muslim you seldom hear about. The one. It was semi dark and she was too tired to even look back. She felt the tongue slowly run across her ass hole as her body began to tremble again. The cum that had covered her ass was now cleaned up. Who was this mystery person who was licking and sucking her ass, she wondered? Allison began to tremble even more as this mystery person ran their tongue across her still swollen pussy. Allison had never felt anything so good in her life. The mystery person grabbed Allison’s body and quickly turned. NOW." He pushed my face to his crotch. His belt and fly were an inch from my face, and a bulge was growing in his jeans.I was sick to my stomach and really did not want to do this, but it was apparent I had no choice. His hand still tightly clenched in my hair, I used my tongue to get the zipper out and my teeth to pull it down. I closed my eyes as I unzipped him....I didn't want to see. At that moment someone pounded on the door. My heart skipped a beat. The man who held me on my knees yelled.