We were quiet for awhile, and I didn't even object when I realized that she was driving off into the country somewhere. But I DID perk up when she sta...ted telling me about her mother. It was one of those things that someone tells you, and you really DO NOT want to hear about it, but it's so absolutely awful that all you can do is sit and listen.Anyway, it seems that her whole life, Tina's mom had been doing horrible, terrible things to her; things like hitting her with stuff that REALLY hurt. .well neither could you...the sex show was hyper stimulating.Faun knew someone was there...but not whom. I think in the actual heady aching near climax state she was in , she didn’t care...she would have got it off with her own mum or my dad I think...but thank the fates it was me...sweaty and hotter still with penis wanking exertion...I boldly went in at her invitation:“Oh you filthy perv...whoever you are... get in here”I had a split second when I doubted myself. That moment of possible. How in the hell does a woman dress to impress a teenage girl?!I decided that something sexy would look too anxious, too desperate. I thought the robe, though convenient would be too slovenly, too easy. I ended up wearing a pair of bikini panties and a simple dress with a quiet pattern that’s just my style. I might as well be me.I dressed and went downstairs. I still had ten minutes to kill. I sat in a comfortable chair in the formal living room because it’s closer to the front door. But I’m not. It is a boy pussy made to be fucked by black men whenever they want it. With one quick, powerful thrust he was inside me. “AAHHH!” I yelped out as tears automatically began to stream down my face. He grabbed me by the hair pressing my face harder into the wall and said, “Shut the fuck up, bitch! Take this black dick!” “Yes, Daddy” is all I managed to whimper as he began thrusting his cock into my soft, round, white, bubble butt. He still had his hand on my head has he began to pound my.