I was beyond any control and so was he. He waited for a second and then started thrusting his cock inside me like a steam engine. Hard, rough, in and ...ut, in and out. My boobs bounced up and down and he would take a small break to bite my nipples or squeeze it or suck it. He was fucking me real rough. I lost all senses, I didn’t know where I was, what date it was, what time it was. The only thing I was aware of was his mammoth cock penetrating in and out of my pussy.I was screaming and moaning. Deb went to the bathroom, cleaned up and continued throughout the day as usual. I didn’t know what to think! Two days later at about 11:30 Deb’s date’s car pulled into our long driveway. I had been watching and waiting for her to return. After our encounter two days before I was somewhat confused but hoping for a repeat performance. I sat on my bed slowly rubbing my cock to an old issue of Hustler that I had “borrowed” from my dad’s closet, all the while watching the brake lights of the car at. Fir hum ek dusre k gale mile fir kiss kiya usko jab mne uska t-shirt nikal to mai dkhta hi rh gya tha ki mne life mai frst time nude boob dkhe the mne aapne hth uske boob per rkh kar press kar rha tha or tina ne aapni eyes band kar k mje le rhi or bol rhi thi please suck mai boob maine uske dono boobs ko bari bari chusa chusa or press press kar kar red kar diye fir usne mri t shrt nikal k mri puri bdy ko aapni tongue se lick kiya fir mne uski short nikal kar side mai rkha or usne mera b nkal. His mother was unusually effervescent, but at the same time, evasive and mischievous. Howard had a feeling that the weekend was going to bring a delightful surprise."Oh, my God!" Howard's mother enthused, wrapping her arms around her son. "You look great!" Thanks, Mom." Howard replied. He'd picked a snap-down shirt whose color brought out his eyes, and had gotten a haircut as soon as the stylist in Wal-Mart opened. His pants were comfortable, but lacked the holes he usually sported, and he'd.