For the fist couple of weeks I worked hard. I was out the house early every morning and spent the evenings studying in my room. I used to sit with her...and watch the television but we never talked much. I use to head off home on a Friday evening and returned back late Sunday ready for college the next day. One Friday I didn’t go home as there was some work to hand in on Monday which I hadn’t finished. So I was going to work all weekend in my room to finish it.As I was paying for the room Anna. Jennifer did so, and her crack stretched out widely as did her anus which slightly opened up to expose the pink caverns inside.Mark pointed his tongue and drilled it into his mother’s ass tunnel as deep as it would go, which was not very deep at this point, but deep enough to make Jennifer thrash on the bed as she felt her son’s tongue invade her bowels. Accompanied with the squishing sounds of a spit-lubricated tongue forcing itself into a tight anus, Mark speared into his mother’s shit pipe. Off in the distance, he heard his name being called. It was soft and sweet, as if the wind was moving through the leaves. Realizing he was dozing, he opened his eyes. He focused his one good eye on the bed. Catherine was lying on her side, facing him. Softly she called his name and slowly extended her hand towards him. He leaped from his chair and rushed to her. Her blonde hair was matted to forehead from her sweat and her bed clothes were soaked. As he took her hand, she felt cool to his. So I went to another park a little further from my home. Another guy a little taller than the other guy whos name is Mike, this guy name is he claim is Sausage. I just smiled he told me His ex gave him that name. I asked why, I just wanted to hear him tell me something nasty. He told me his DICK was a lot thicker than a sausage and longer that average. He told me He thought I was Porn Star. I wanted to give that impression. He got a phone call and told me he had to go. He gave me his number. I.