The feel of laying there having my sons dick inside me sent shivers up and down. It felt so long and thick. We weren't fucking. We were making love. S...ow and steady. He wasn't going fast. He raises himself up supporting himself by his arms and I am able to look down and see his dick going in my trimmed mound soaking wet. My legs spread wide for him relaxed down around him with my feet flat on his bed. While he is inside me I reach down and pull the comforter up over him to his lower back. We. Before long, her pussy lips could be seen on either side of the crotch seam, and I immediately went from roaming around the room while I was lecturing to staying seated, so that I could hide my ever-growing cock. It was obvious that any pussy hair that she might have had has been shaved from her cunt lips. I also noticed that she began making eye contact with me more frequently. Each time our eyes met, she got a sweet, shy smile on her face before she averted her eyes elsewhere. It began to be. Wilson.The article, which continued to inside pages, included a number of photos of me and Jessie, taken at the hospital.Some of the photos also showed Jessie handing me items as I was treating patients.At one point, apparently between patients, Jessie and I were kissing.I don’t even remember that photo, or the kiss.The paper also must have obtained a head and shoulder shot of me from the fire department, as well as a great picture of Jessie from UGA.The paper also mentioned I had spent four. I lit the pipe, inhaled the thick smoke, and set down the pipe. Taking her head in my hands, I held her while I began to pile drive with my hips into and out of her wet, slippery throat. The crack madness was on me now, and I was driving in and out of her mouth and throat for all I was worth. As the rush combined with my surging orgasm, I was breathing hard and exclaimed in a husky voice, "I'm coming, oh I'm coming, oh yessss…", and began to shoot gobs of hot, sticky spunk deep down into her.