Never mind that Cynthia Thomas was only four years younger than his grandmother, never mind his mother."So tell me a little more about yourself Stephe...." She said.Fighting back his nervousness, the college freshman told pretty much the story of his life. It took all of ten minutes."I have to say again how impressed by that paper you wrote about me." Cynthia said. "I thought it was a lot better written than some of the crap some of those Hollywood hacks put out." Really?" Stephen said. "You. Now give me a hug!"It was already dark outside when Danni heard a car coming to a stop. He looked out the window, but could not see anything. A minute later the doorbell started to ring impatiently. He ran to open the door.Rachel was standing outside, smiling sheepishly at her son. She was leaning on a pair of aluminum crutches. Her casted left leg was hanging down, useless as never before. The white plaster cast started at the base of her toes, kept her knee bent at an angle and disappeared. After it stopped, Kent pulled out to just the head and then drove three more hard and deep thrust into my wet fuckhole. I gasped with each thrust. He pulled his cock out, got up, and said, "Get dressed, time to go home, faggot."I got up on my knees and struggled to get to my feet. My ass was hurting like hell. When I got up I looked over at him and thick cum and strings of pre-cum we dripping from his cock. He was no longer fully erect, but his cock was still thick as it was retreating into. The offer was mind-blowing, but the thought of a sudden meet with her sister made me nervous, and said: No-no, not so soon. I don’t know, maybe later.Shobha: Ha-ha! Are you shy, or are you nervous?I thought it would be better to change the topic from her sister’s topic and concentrate on my sister-in-law.I said: So, tonight, I guess Rakesh is going to…Shobha: Going to… what?Me: Going to have fun with you.Shobha: Fun? Ha-ha! Yeah, you better try to sleep early. Maybe you won’t get a good sleep.