He could see the curve of her body, her head thrown back and her eyes shut as she felt his whole length inside her. Her hips were moving faster now, i... small circles as she leant forward above him, her eyes never leaving his. He could feel her breath on his face, see her chest rising and falling as she panted above him. Then he started thrusting in earnest, pushing his cock as deep into her as it would go, feeling her ride him. His hands grasped her back, fingers digging into her skin as he. I have no idea how I'm going to deal with having bunk mates at the camp.I'm scared enough of slipping up during the day with the gender stuff, Iwish the nightmares would give me a break.******I was raped. I'm almost one hundred percent sure of it. I had a badnightmare last night, and for the first time, I remembered some of itwhen I woke up. Worse, the nightmare seemed to indicate my gender stuffplayed a part in it. So it was my fault. Well, maybe being at the campwill help.*****Dear. Your mouth says you don’t, but this thing says you do. You love when I get fucked hard, especially from a thick black cock.” I signaled a large circle by putting my thumbs and fingers together as a model, “Jay’s cock was this big around,” then quickly shifting my hands about eight inches apart, “ ... and this long.”I seductively continued, “Get up on the bed and take your pants off.”When Tim removed his shorts, his cock was leaking so much that a string of clear cum stuck to the elastic waist. I had become even bolder in my conquest as I would sneak into my mother’s room at night, and softly lift the covers from her body, and gaze up under her nightgown to stare at her magnificent pussy. Til one night, I could finally not take anymore. I snuck into my mother’s room in only a pair of boxers. She was fast asleep beneath the covers. I moved gently towards the end of the bed, and lifted the covers from her body. Her curvaceous and voluptuous body came into vision in the night. My cock.