I see him in the mirror looking down at where his cock is disappearing inside of me. He looks back up. I can't really read his expression. He knows wh... Jamal is. He knows he's a handsome, charming black man. What's more, he's played racketball with Jamal a couple of times. He's seen him in the sauna. He knows what Jamal is packing."What...what did you do," he whispers to my reflection in the mirror. The look in his eyes is somewhere between lust and panic.I decide to stretch it out for a bit.. I’d only just begun.I reached forward and I grabbed a handful of the statuesque mother’s hair in my right hand, pulling her into a perverted mockery of a loving soulkiss slipping my tongue into the protesting older woman’s mouth, muting her cries as I manoeuvred myself into position.Taking hold of my bobbing cock, I slapped it heavily in between Melissa's buttocks and jabbed my hips down and forward, sliding deep into Melissa’s rectum as her mother’s protesting screams were absorbed by my. Mom looked like she had done that morning leaving for work, perfect except for her makeup. She turned around, and gave me one more kiss, her tongue dancing with mine.After a few minutes kissing mom told me to sit on the bed. She kneeled between my legs, and placed her mouth over my soft cock. She sucked once, “Hmmm that tastes good, I can taste my own pussy” she sucked again, and my cock was already stiffening. Her tongue tracing my shaft as her lips bounced up and down on my cock. She had my. "There's not much you can say as a reply to that. I just rolled towards her so my upper body covered of hers, threw my arms around her and kissed her with all the feeling I had in my body, morning breath and all. Well that answered that at least, she became quite frisky from that point on. Eventually I forced myself to pull away and ask in a shocked and croaky voice, "What time have you got to start work this morning?"She looked underneath my raised body and we both saw it was five, "Where's.