Slowly, he worked his way down to my pussy and kissed me down there. Oh! “Fuck me!” I told him. “Fuck me hard!”He moved over top of me, his be...utiful erect cock standing straight out. Our eyes locked. Without a word, Greg moved between my open legs, and slowly inserted himself in me. I was so wet and he slid in easily. Oh, my!He went slowly, but firmly. We talked, teased each other, and took our time. His rhythm was insistent, yet slow and passionate. Without warning, he rolled onto his back,. My breakfast would consist of whatever Mom made me to eat with some pussy for dessert. After school, my mother was my snack. Sometimes I ate my snack, other times I would fuck it. Generally, we would find time during the evening to do something more.I have to tell you: although I was living the teenager’s dream life, having sex with his own MILF of a mother repeated times throughout the day, I was exhausted. My cock was sore much of the time, rubbed raw as it was. But, Mom was insatiable. She. Branmoaned so much never feeling so much pleasure and stimulation in his asshole, he understood why people said gay sex was sinful because it was maximum pleasure.He felt like such a naughty white slut, than he switch positions and bent over doggystyle, he used both hands to opened his asshole wide thick massive BBC. Jamal grunted and stuffed his thick long cock in Brans loose pink hole and pounded the fuck out of him.His ass cheeks bouced as his hole slid on the BBC inch by inch. The Black man. Emma’s ex-boyfriend was back for the summer and he’d brought his new girlfriend home with him. Deirdre had told Charlotte that Emma had been hoping they’d get back together over the summer. Emma had even applied for courses in the same university he was at but he had arrived back home with a new girlfriend in tow. Emma was adamant that she wasn’t bothered but she was fooling nobody. The fact they’d been holed up in their rooms for the past few weeks and hadn’t been out drinking or seeing bands.