Her eyes were watering now, mascara running. She took my spit-soaked cock out of her mouth, scooped the saliva off her messy face, and plunged her soa...ing hands back down on my shaft. For a while, she just worked me with both hands and looked me in the eyes. She told me that I had a big tasty white boy cock and that she wanted me to shove it all the way down her throat. Then she reminded me I wouldn't hurt her, and that I should, "really fuck her throat this time." She slipped my long pink. She paused briefly, top in hand, as she wondered just how they were going to get there from this country campus a couple of hours out of town.Erika paused when she heard a low grunt, and her crystal blue eyes were drawn over to the toilet stalls, when she saw a head wearing a cap poking up over the top of the end stall closest to the showers. Unsure she was believing what she was seeing, Erika tread over and pushed the door open to reveal one of the school janitors (Wally, not that Erika would. Her mom hadn't dated much since her dad had left 4 years ago, so there was obviously some pent up frustration there. And admittedly, Donald was pretty tasty, as she had no problem seeing when he worked out in the backyard every day.But still this was getting downright ridiculous, even embarrassing. Mothers were not supposed to make noises like that. Especially ones you could hear from two rooms away. When your friends are over, as happened yesterday, prompting a hasty exit. Another cry of. It was trembling slightly. I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. I felt her breast press against my side and my cock began to stir. I lay back on the blanket and sighed as Shelly turned and looked down at me, all sweet and innocent, as if she were lost and awaiting instructions. 'Did I really get you that turned on? Do you think I'm a sexy girl?' she asked. 'Shelly, didn't you see absolute proof just a second ago? What more proof do you need?' She glanced at my cock and quickly looked back.