Kissing your neck and you begin to push my head down. as i massage one breast i have my tongue play with your pierced nipple. and gently sucking on it...as my other hand moves down..i begin to prod my fingers on your pussy as you softly moan. i rub your clit with my thumb. as on of your hands grabs the sheets the other is rubbing my dick. as you begin to get wet you stick your hand with mine forcing two of yours in so mine will go in..as you pull out your fingers you have me lick your cum off. as. We discussed this possibility before we left and I made sure to have a note in my pocket with his address so I could always get a taxi home. I ordered another beer and got in a nice conversation with some locals. Starting to feel a bit lightheaded from the alcohol, I decided to go outside for a while to cool off and get some fresh air. Outside it was very cold and snowing heavily. I started walking down the main street and took a right turn for no reason at all. I was standing still in front. Her tongue darted out of her mouth wetting her lips."Joseph, what are- mmmmmm, what are you- oh god your cock is so big," she was panting now. Most of her rational thinking was gone and replaced with images of huge cocks. Her eyes were glued to my dick now"Damn mom you're so fucking hot." Don't spe- mmmmmm, language mis- mmmmmm!" Her moaning was becoming more and more intense. "Come over here and fuck your little slut mother!"I did as my mother instructed. I stood above her with my raging cock. What could he know? What had he seen? I was not myself. I begged Cassie’s forgiveness and left the party.As I drove home, I thought about Teddy. He was originally from Ghana. He was short, but built like a Mack truck and his skin nearly the color of obsidian. His dick was every bit of ten inches. The first day I met him, he asked, “Can you cut my hair.”“Cassandra can do it. We went to the same program,” I advised him.“I don’t let women cut my hair,” he protested. “Give me your address. I can.