She looked up at him with doe eyes, so he slapped her again. Then, the grabbed her with so much force that he must have got it in as deep as he wante.... He fucked her face for several seconds before she was able to pull away from him. Her mascara was smeared as the tears flowed down. He gave her another slap and forced back in. This time when she was able to disengage, she puked on the floor.Without a word, he grabbed her by her long, curly hair and brought her up to the bed. He pushed her. He munches me out with a fever, with his nose buried right at the top of my crack, then pushes his strong tongue right into my hairy jock hole. “Oh damm boss, this white-boi is good” he exclaims as he continues eating out my ripe greasy hole.Finally main dude decides he's ready. Pushing the Mexican dude to the side, he drops a big wad of spit and snot right on my hole. Grabbing me again by the waist—his hands were so huge that they wrapped all the way around my tite 28” waist, then—he slams it. One day things changed. I awakened from my sleep with a blistering headache. It was probably as a result of the accident the day before when my head was bumped by a piece of luggage falling out of the closet that I was cleaning for mom. I groaned, "I want it to go away." Suddenly, my headache was gone! Was this a new found gift? I decided to experiment. "Today I want Mom to not wear any underwear under her dress. When we eat breakfast, I want her to tell me how aroused she is because of it. Oh,. I looked at my watch as we arrived back in town and saw it was almost six."Tish ... let's go out for dinner," I suggested as we pulled into my driveway."No ... Ozzie ... let me make something. I'd just as soon stay here and relax for a while. We can talk without worrying about anyone overhearing us," she said with surprising candor."OK ... let's look in the fridge and see what I have," I agreed.We ended up with macaroni and cheese, a tossed salad and shared a bottle of white wine. It was.