He was almost as tall as the man outside, wearing only a loincloth, and with thick, curly black hair and a rug of chest hair. He looked like a Norther...er, someone that she would have thought of only as a foreigner. But in here, she knew what she had to do.She walked towards him, and, standing on her toes, kissed him. His strong arms went around her back, picking her up. She felt his thick chest hair pushing against her breasts through the thin, wet fabric of her dress. Instinctively, her hand. I stretched my little mouth around his head and he pushed my head down on his cock.He moved my head back and forth.My mouth started to hurt but he wasn't stopping.Jean was watching and told Stan that he could cum her my mouth later.That she wanted to see him fuck me.So Stan released me picked me up in his muscular arms carrying me to his bedroom.He laid me on the bed. He went to the night stand pulling out a condom.He stretched the condom over his massive cock then pulled me around to him. Just after 15-20 jerks I had cum a lot and left for my place.We had started dating each other, were studying well and Rashmi had enrolled for swimming classes too which she later gave me a surprise. As we didn’t get enough time to spend on regular days, we used to spend some time together at the pool side while munching our snacks. We became crazier for each other and were finding it difficult to be away from each other (the mad teenage feeling).Rashmi was an excellent learner and learned. “See, we could easy have bee, .” “Suck it” “Nooo...not here, not now” “The sooner you get on your knees the sooner you can get back off them” Mum sank to her knees and took my erect cock in her mouth eagerly sucking hoping to make me cum quickly before Mrs. Noakes came back down. We heard two pairs of feet come thundering down the stairs. Mum tried to get up but I held her head firmly down on my cock. The girls came into the kitchen. “Gosh mum you are such a slut, you cock whore”.