However, he had short temper, was impatient and easily irritable."That was heavier than I thought". Nathan confessed to his father."Really? Maybe your...coach was taking easy on you." He laughed."Oh, shut up, old man." The son laughed too. "You are clearly more tired than me." Yeah, but as you said, I'm an old man. You should have more stamina than me." Robert said."Touché." Nathan admitted.Robert looked behind his son, and Nathan could hear his two sisters arguing."Vanessa and Ashley are arguing. It’s thick and long, every bit as big as black cocks are supposed to be.Well, this isn’t what I came out for, he thinks. I wanted to be the voyeur, the one doing the watching, but that’s not how it’s turned out at all. Now I’m the cabaret, I’m the one on show. I’m the one getting fucked up the arse in the public woods by a complete stranger, whose name I don’t even know. And I’m being watched by a black guy with his cock in his hands, who’s just seen me shoot my load in front of him. Realising. She is married after all. While eating dinner, we began talking about the school my experiences and also general gossip. We continued to chat until the topic about a girl came up. She asked me if there's anyone I'm seeing. I told her flatly no. It wasn't because I didn't like anyone it was just that I am not sure how to ask a girl out or had any luck in the past. She then looked at me and asked if I wanted to know what the secret is to getting a girl to go out with me? I was skeptical yet at. She was irresistible and true to her word, very wet. I did slip right in. I could feel her pleasure and need, as she pushed back hard on me. I slapped her ass, "Ride me, Rach."She continued to push forward and back as I reached under to stroke the top of her bare folds. She was in total control, gritting her teeth willing the orgasm to come. Another slap to her ass, "Harder Rachel, deeper," I encouraged.Rachel dropped her head lower, growling as her nipples pushed against the smooth, warm.