.. what were you expecting?" I'd rather not say," she said.She looked at me with that funny look I saw once in a while."I guess I expected someone mor... ... rough," she went on. "Not mean or nasty, but ... you know ... rough!"I shook my head. "Merilee ... I am rough. I'm not slick and polished like some college guy. I come from a working class background and I'm not ashamed of it. I know I don't talk like the guys you're used to being with, but that's just who I am. So why wouldn't you expect me. After we had finished passing her cum around I licked the cum from her tits, also giving my mother a taste of that, then I rolled into my back and pulled my boxers off. My mother got up and sat on my stomach, so my cock was just touching her back, she bent down and kissed me, then got back up so she was sitting over my 8” boner, she guided it to her soaked pussy, rubbed the head across her pussy lips and slowly sat down, it felt so good, and the view of my sexy, horny mother, sitting on me. I reached back looking for his bulge, but I quickly learned that his pants were already down. I laid my hand on his erect penis and it felt how the waiters looked. Thick, long and smooth. He couldnt wait to get it inside of me, and I was beyond wanting foreplay. He pulled my hips against his crotch and began hitching up my skirt. I pressed my hands against the glass and leaned forward a little, i had never been fucked while standing before, and as he pushed his fuck-toy into my wet Minnie I. I used to go home drunk and pull up shemale sex videos on my computer after hanging with the fellas and I would be so horny watching these creatures that looked like women, with curves and all, but nice juicy cocks to go along with it. I would often fantasize about an abrupt meeting with a shemale and for whatever reason, we would talk and become cool. In my fantasies i knew what I was meeting and wanted it. We would talk and everyone around us did not know that my woman had a 8 inch secret.