I turned my head to face him as best I could, and we tried to kiss, our tongues flicking over each other’s. That was good, but I wanted him properly... I had to have him properly. I pulled away from him, turned around and told him to lie on the bed. Finally, I could see just how big he really was; at least nine inches, wet and glistening with my juices.I knew he was big, but wow he looked so huge, laying there showing me his beautiful cock. I know it’s crazy, but seeing that thing sticking out. Jokingly, I told her that maybe next time she shouldn't try so hard to get away. She said that next time maybe she wouldn't try to get away at all. Then she asked me if I would be mad if she ever did anything like that with black guys.WELL, THIS WAS IT. What should I say? Should I tell her the truth. Should I tell her that I fantasize about her fucking other guys all the time or should I tell her I would be very angry and probably divorce her? I was so horny that I decided WHY NOT TELL HER THE. I am sure that if I were to endure an orgasm as long as she did then, I would collapse from exhaustion. She came for what seemed like 25 or 30 seconds, just when I thought it was over, her hips thrust into my face again as mom gasped her way through another wave of orgasm. Mom was quite spent, and for a while she just lay there. After a few minutes, she lifted my face off of her saddle and rolled me onto my back. She then started kissing me with big sucking kisses as she cleaned our fluids. He then carried me in his arms back to the bedroom then set me down. He pulled the dress over my head. He removed his clothes and I lay back on the bed and spread my legs, ready for him and to become like him. He lay on top of me and began to kiss from my lips down to my jugular. I held my breath and at the same time that he bit, he thrust himself into me. The pain of the bite was washed away by the pleasure of having him in me. He continued thrusting into me."Oh drake. Oh! Oh! Oh!" He was.