What was worse, when I let myself in the front door, I was confronted by my parents who wanted to know everything about my 'big night', whilst I tried...to conceal my discomfort. My mother was so excited you would have thought I had won freestyle gold at the Summer Games and set a new world record! She wanted a blow-by-blow account of the evening's events, but thankfully my father picked up on my pained expression and curt replies (maybe he understood from experience - eww!), and ran interference. "Fuck me hard. Make me yours again. Show me how much you love me."As he thrust up into me, I rubbed my pussy down on him and squeezed his cock as hard as I could. Time after time he fucked up into me as I held my panties against his face, taunting him, telling him he was the best fuck I'd had tonight. We went at for another fifteen minutes until I came, and miraculously, he came again, too.Lying exhausted across his chest once we were finally done, I smiled down at him and he smiled back. Then,. Then we turned over and I was lying down and she was humping me and I liked that the way her fair boobs and ass was giggling. I kept on fucking her slapping her ass cheeks and pressing and biting her boobs and kissing in between.Then I felt the gush in my cock and she quickly separated from me and I stood up and she started giving blowjob then after some strokes I took the command and spilled all over her face, boobs and some went into her mouth. She went off to clean her face and boobs but I. She’s not married to him and she is going against all the conventional rules of society. What she’s doing is taboo. You could see how excited she was breaking all the rules.” We lay there in silence for a few minutes. “So if you weren’t married to me then you would marry a black man?” I said to her. Becky turned and reached down to touch my cock, “No,” she said shaking her head, “I wouldn’t marry outside convention but I would find it very exciting having a baby by a black male whilst.