When she was ready to go she looked amazing and I kissed her goodbye. It was 11 at night when she left.Well my imagination took over, I kept looking a... the clock and estimating where she was and what she was dong at that moment. The feeling of waiting for the woman you love to come home after fucking a stranger to fulfill my fantasy is hard to describe. It wouldn't work but I know she loves me and she loves that she gets to be a slut and get fucked by many many guys knowing that I love her. I was in my early teens when this TRUE STORY began, my mother was 35 and I was still at school. I was the only c***d and I had no sister and no brother, growing up I thought that I was a normal teenage lad, I liked girls but strangely I also liked other lads my own age or older, I even liked some men also and I also liked older females.my young teen raging hormones were going into overdrive, they were going crazy and ever since my first ever wank I would several times a day sport a hardon, my. This time, she massaged back, squeezing and rubbing my arm gently as I rubbed hers. This was new behavior, and lewd thoughts leapt to my mind. I finished the arm massage, and turned my attention to her feet, hoping that my stirring penis was not obvious. To be honest, I don’t remember many of the details of giving Mrs. Huggins her pedicure. I am just grateful I managed to finish it without damaging her feet. As I started on her first foot, taking it from the warm foot bath and setting it up on. “Sure she has. See how her lip squeezed around your dick.” an old black man said, as he leaned over my shoulder to look.The man who had his dick in my mouth pushed the other guy away, and he roughly grabbed me by the back of my head, and he began violently fucking my face. Everyone could hear the slapping noise of my forehead hitting his fat belly, and I grunt each time his cock fucked down my throat. Using my mouth the same way he will use my pussy later, he fucked it with quick deep stabs. I.