Her head still hung in the toilet bowl, where some of her hair now hung down to dangle in the mix of water and urine there. The toilet seat still rest...d on her shoulder and upper back. How long? How long had it been? It seemed like it had been a long time even before he'd tugged her head up by her hair so he could relieve himself into the toilet. She supposed she could be grateful he hadn't made her drink it, though he'd done nothing to prevent the hot yellow droplets from splashing up to. One day, she was so livid, she hit me across my face. I remember my stunned reaction to her violent outburst, but not the transgression that would cause such a reaction. I used to live for weekends, and dread them at the same time. My dad would be home on the weekends, and for those few days, I would see a reprieve in my mother's outbursts as she turned he anger full force toward my dad. I dreaded the ensuing fights, which were full of abuse, both verbal and physical. Everything would. I moved between their legs to watch as his very long and thick, black cock stroked into and out of her white pussy. It was amazing watching his long shaft disappear completely into her pussy, and then reappear with her shiny juices and the remnants of Wendell’s cum that had been buried too deeply inside of her for me to suck out with my mouth. His big balls were also slapping against her ass and I liked watching how is egg-sized testicles moved around in his black and hairy scrotum.Cindy. I told her I wanted to grab that great ass of hers from behind and of course she said ok so we switched and I fucked her like that for a good 10-15 mins or so giving her a few orgasms. Finally I stopped and told her I wanted to cum so she laid back down as I grabbed my dick and put it between her big tits. I grabbed those great tits of hers and pounded them until I was getting close and when I was ready I started jerking off and told her I wanted to facialize her. She closed her eyes as I let.