When he pulled his boxers off I could have fainted. This rock hard thing stood tall pointing to the air and it was at least eight inches long and thre... fingers wide. How the hell was that going to fit in my small, untouched hole.He put his big hands on my hips and guided himself into me. His cock felt so big inside me and it made his fingers seem like nothing. I tried but failed at holding back the tears, they were rolling down the side of my face. His cock hit something inside me and he came. He recognized he was being told and not given achoice and this felt right, it made him feel that it was something heneeded. Yes he needed the control. He showed their hard Black cocks thekind of care they deserved and did his best to please them. He did abetter job than the first time which showed he was sincere. Both Blackmen mentioned this and everybody told him he was a good girl. It feltweird to be told he was a good girl but it also made him proud.As Mr. Mursal got close to a climax he. I cannot remember the last time my husband held me tenderly like that. I looked into my son’s beautiful eyes, and at his rugged face. I felt such love. The smell of his Calvin Klein cologne Obsession for Men—oh, I love that one—took me away from the pain. Then I felt his penis get hard against me. He was soooo mortified. He jumped up from the living room couch where we were sitting, screaming apologies. I heard the apologies, but I didn’t listen. I was so mesmerized by his erection. It stood so. . And Jill’s 15! She beat me.” Then she brightened and added, “But I guess kids grow up a little faster these days.”“What happened?” Betty asked while she was stripping off her own clothes.“Well, Tom came by to take Jill out for dinner. It was the first time I had met him or seen the two of them together. Anyway, I guess they went to a movie and then came back here.” She paused and then confessed, “I spied on them. When he kissed her at the door, I thought they were going to blister the paint!.