“Oh my god, fuck me! Fuck me you damn asshole!” she said. “Tell me you want this black dick! Go on, say it or I will pull it out!” “Yes, I w...nt your dick. I want that black dick. Fuck me with your black dick!” Her words made his cock tingle. He was about to cum. He shoved it in as hard and as deep as he could. When he felt his load rushing up from his balls, he pushed into her pussy as hard as he could. The couch came off the floor and slammed back down as he shot his load into her. He pulled. Chelsea told herself she did it because it was an easier way to make grades than breaking her ass overtime studying and writing. And besides, the older woman was warm and friendly, and talked to her like a peer, not a little girl. But all that still didn’t quite explain why she kept turning down trips to the mall or movies with her friends in favor of covert visits to Ms. Corliss’ home. Honestly, could she be sure that the sex was helping her grades? Her mid-term grade was good, but then she. Just like the vast majority of my fans, I was actually ared-blooded, straight, horny male. But of course, they didn't know that.And how could they? In addition to the ridiculously feminine, mermaid-length wig, my face was meticulously made up to look like the girl-next-door that every boy dreamed about: youthful and innocent, yet somehowenticingly sexual. Thin brows framed large, doe-like eyes, their coloremphasized by the extra dramatic gray circle lenses I had put in. Today,I had opted for a. I started hearing myself say things I wasn’t even sure what they meant, but that seemed to get Mommy hot. While I worked on one of her pretty nipples, I pinched the other, making her yelp. I went between both, massaging them over and over again, till I tasted something other than strawberries.Pulling back, I saw a drop of white coming from the nipple. She was making milk again! I dove for it before I even finished that thought and started sucking hard. Mommy squealed as I fed, her requests.