Sean crawled out from under the shed. Kendra followed him.“SHIT! What time is it?” Kendra asked.“About 5:20. Why?”“My mom leaves for work at...5:30! Im not home!”“C’mon.” Sean said. “Where do you live?”“123 Meadow Lane. But we’re not going to get there in time.”“Well you shouldn’t have been out in the first place!”“How was I supposed to know I was going to meet up with you?”“Your damn lucky you did! Red would have killed you!” Sean was now pacing back and forth. There was a long silence, and then. Hat gave him encouragement and he started caressing my thighs and pushing my nighty upwards.I stood up,lifted my nighty till my neckline and pressed my boob to his face.He was feeling my boobs and stated squeezing it. He felt my nipples and twisted it immediately turned me on. He then removed my nighty and felt my naked boobs praised the tightness and firmness of my boobs also said my nipples were nice and long and thick.Then he also became bold and kissed my lips that time I felt so nice, I. Then his butt cheeks tightened and released over and over again as he shot his nasty seed deep into my wife's loose cunt. I could see a slight smile work across her face as he came in her. The fucking black bastard seemed to have gallons of semen in him as it took some time before he finally pulled himself off of my sweet Ana.Climbing from the bed, Dwayne's black dick was hanging soft between his legs, but yet still looked as a Black Mamba serpent… He walked off leaving my view and I could hear. I remember thinking, if I can smell the hot boy sweat this much here in the open air, I bet I would cum if I entered the locker room ! Walking through the fields, there were many hot boys that greeted Benny, while a few asked him if I was his father. He replied, no, his my coach. I felt both sad and happy at that comment. Sad because he had to hear the comment about his father, and happy because he felt close enough that he identified me as his personal coach. We played tennis for about a half.