Funny now but at the time...I made some cock n bull story up about needing a piss and the shelf gave way or some such.I dont know if she really believ...d me but she did help to clean me up and every cloud has a silver lining.By the time I was presentable it was too late to go out and we were both so turned on we stayed in and fucked all night.One of the earliest wanks that springs to mind was when I got caught by my mother.I guess loads of guy's and Mothers come to that have been faced with that. I didn’t last too long. It was nip and tuck there for a bit, I really wanted her to get off first. She was teasing me, holding it in, but finally I got her so wound up she had no choice but to make her happy-goofy orgasm face as she creamed on my cock. I just held it deep inside her pussy, gritting my teeth as she climaxed underneath me and on me. I was right at the edge myself, one moment away from her finishing, when she did this little wiggle thing up her body. That distraction broke my. Donte had pushed the tips of two fingers inside her while sucking her clit between his lips. She fell back on the bed whimpering.He had pushed his fingers in as deep as they would go and it had prolonged her orgasm. The black man's two fingers were bigger then Ali's penis, longer and a lot thicker, and it felt amazing. Fahima opened her legs wider as she fell back on the bed and closed her eyes.Donte's fingers and tongue felt so good and really hit the spot. It was exactly what her pussy had. Now who ever come up with that line had it right on the money. Opposite sex, what a laugh. More like obstinate sex. BUT I’M NOT BITTER!Okay now back to the story. I’M STILL NOT BITTER!After my divorce I move in to a nice place that was for rent in a good part of town, well across town from the x, but still close enough that my k**s could drive over to see dad.Now my sons could drive and would come over weekly to daily just to get away from the x. So I guess I became the party dad. My oldest son.