"It's just for a break, Jimmy. The lessons today are all nothing stuff. We have a great video and we have to take it back this afternoon. Come with us..."The thirteen-year-old boy didn't think the video was that special? It was just an ecology thing that showed pictures of pollution and ways of improving the world but he sat in the Barnes's living room with the two girls and sipped a coke while they watched. And the girls kept looking at each other and giggling as if there was something about it. She was silent and started to rub soap on my back and in my muscular chest. She slowly went down to my monster. She started to rub soap in gaps she is touching and feeling my cock whenever she got chance. What a slut she was feeling her own son’s cock.She said, “remove your inners too and she started to remove by sitting in her knee in a second my cock jumped out of my inner and hit her lips I can feel it. But she acted normally she started to rub my cock softly I felt like bursting in my cock. He was wearing a helmet with a visor, so his eyes weren't visible. As the crowd cheered wildly, he took his helmet off. Kristen gasped as she saw him. She couldn't help but feel funny looking at the athletic black football player. She was instantly turned on by him. She had never gone to school with a black student, and had only met a few black people in her life. He was quite handsome, and Kristen liked his muscular body. Even with his jersey and pads on, Kristen could clearly see his broad. Her answer was to grab me and throw me on top of herself. Without a word she grabbed my cock and massaged it back to life, her tongue licking her lips in hunger. “I need you,” she said. “The heat’s still there. It’s burning me up.” My cock stiffened up and quaked with renewed vigor, and I sighed to myself. I was dripping buckets of sweat, some of those salty droplets drizzled onto her heaving stomach. She yanked me forward so suddenly that my cock’s head struck her swollen clit. She cried out.