I wasn't sure of what the strange, yet pleasantly tasting liquid was, until I heard D-Money say: "yeh muthafuka, suck up all that cum I shot into yur ...itch. Eat my fuckin NUT Man!" My heart froze at the realization that I was swallowing the cum load of my man's thug lover. That not only was he stripping me of my manhood by forcibly fucking me in my asshole, but that I had further humiliated myself by eating his sperm. I felt D-Money start to fuck me harder. His dick now sliding in piston like. “See! Here they are, and today’s is already taken. My mother said I may have to have sex to get famous. She started me on them. It was her idea.”In awe of Thelma’s preps ... and very thankful, I hate rubbers, I lay back on the couch and told her to get on top of me. Initially she thought I wanted a 69 to start with so I got a great view of her groin and snatch to she was wet and her pussy lips were still parted. “She’s ready,” I thought as she turned with my prompts, straddled me, stopping. Mama had turned out to be a tireless fund raiser for us. She knew all of the older and wealthier families living in the area. For years, she had attended, and generously supported their fund raisers. With our group homes project on her mind, she started calling in all those past favors. She even formed a group of ladies, and named them as the guardian angels of the boys. Each of these society matrons drew out the name for one of our boys, and took on the responsibility for remembering their. I urged her to continue. "No reason to be shy," I said. "Pull your skirt up a bit more if you would I would love to see your pussy." Yes, Mr. {lastname}," She said. I told her to continue what she was doing and she obeyed me without question. "I can't seem to help myself." She said. "I need to make myself cum several times a day." Do you think that I might be of some help?" I asked.I could see Susan's eyes widen as I moved closer while I unzipped my pants. "You look to me as though you need.