"Hey baby whore. You liking this shit, baby whore? You think this is a good fucking don't you, white girl? How many times you come, white girl? Huh, h...w many?" he taunted her. "Question is, how many times can you come?"With that, he placed his left arm around her neck and pulled her into a more upright position. Then with his right hand he grabbed as much of her blonde hair as he could, and at the same time that he pulled back hard on her hair, he plunged his cock as far and as hard as he could. I lost track of how long we kissed before she took hold of my hand and led me into Carol's bedroom. Laying me down on the bed, Betty then climbed on top of me, took my head with one hand and placed her other one on my cheek and continued her torrid kissing as I just melted beneath her. After a while her hand now went down and began to caress my tits through my blouse, squeezing them, rubbing her hand around my tits and finally pinching for my nipples. She slowly rose up a bit, reached down. Chacha ka lund mummy ki chut me andar bahr ho raha tha aur jab lund andar jata tha to chacha ka sharir mummy ke chutado par takrata tha aur uski awaj gunj rahi thi aur mummy ne sir niche juka kar ek haath aur dono knee par balance bana rakha tha aur mummy ka dusra haath se apni chut ko ragad rahi thi aur jor jor se ki awaje nikal rahi thi. Aur me vahi khet me chup kar mummy ko chudte hue dekh raha tha ab chacha ne sir upar kiya aur chodne ki speed bada div o bhi chudai me must ho rakhe the aur. This was going to be a true test for me.... I told her that I didn't think so because it was my first conference of this type. I tried to cover my earlier glance by noting that from across a room she looked a lot like someone I knew a long time ago with whom I'd lost touch. I was relieved to see that it seemed like she believed that explanation. She smiled and proceeded to engage me in small talk about the conference and our line of work. She always made eye contact in our conversation,.