“Catherine, you look beautiful in that dress, stunning in fact. I’ve got you a drink.”“Thank you, Marc, see I told you it would be better if I...changed, you wouldn't have wanted me sitting around in wet jeans.” I grinned, slightly parting the dress to reveal a black stocking top.His eyes widened as he muttered a barely audible “Fuck.” I was now in “full-on tease mode” but, at least he would be rewarded in the end, very well rewarded.He passed me the drink and smirked."No, Catherine, I wouldn't. Tina finally let go of my T shirt and cupped my balls with her fingers and rubbed my cock in her palm, this started to breathe some life back into the old boy. So with tongue in her mouth and hand round her breast gently pushed her on to her back. Once lying down I eased myself off her body and onto my elbow as I grabbed the outside of her left thigh and eased it apart so I was lying in between her legs. It then dawned on Tina that I intended to fuck her; she raised her left hand on to my chest. When I realized what was happening next, Carl John's pace had increased. He was now fucking me with more passion. His cock plunged in and out of me with the vigor that only a black man could produce. I knew he was nearing his climax as his thrusting took on a desperate sensation. My legs were being continually spread apart by the strength of his lunges into me. My body pushed back as hard as I could against him in an effort to escalate the pleasure between us. I could hear our voices. Both of. You just gave me a way when i found these pictures-and i must say you are hotter then i ever imagined.mom: your disgusting and I still dont believe what you are doing for christ sake im your mother--oh my god-stop what your doing right now-dont you dare open your zipper! oh my god you put that thing of yours back in your pants and leave my house right now!son: oh ya mom look what you have made me go and do! fuck do you know how many time I have jacked off thinking of you? fuck mom your making.