“Please,” I whispered. “Be gentle!” It sounds clichéd now but at the time I was still a little scared and meant it. “I promise. I promise.�...� He smiled down at me and I felt his long, powerful cock being slowly withdrawn from my body until only its head stretched my inner lips, almost teasing me. Then without warning it was slammed back into me again until his pubic hair ground roughly against mine. I squealed aloud, eyes wide with surprise and shock, my fingers grabbing at his shoulders; my legs. But not a traditional love, it was romance. She never felt it. Or so I thought. My mom is by all means, perfect. Her body is slim as a garden hose and tan as a latin. Her face is very beautiful. She has blue eyes and red hair. Redder than a fire truck. Her legs were smooth and her hips were curvy. I was 19 and still a virgin.I had a track meet at school that went on until 6:00. It got rained out, so I walked home. I snuck inside via the back door and I heard a loud noise from moms bedroom.. ..that's clear." He whimpered. "Good, then get on with it." Craig lowered his head slowly over the rampant prick, never before had he seen one so close up and he stared transfixed, much as a mouse would when confronted by a snake. Hearing Pamela move behind him, he snapped out of his trance and finally took the tip of the cock between his lips. He had no idea what he'd expected, but he was surprised to find that there was no nasty taste, in fact very little taste at all. The main stimulation to. He came down shortly thereafter to let me in. First, I was struck by the fact that he was a good looking guy. He did look like he was in his 30’s, had black hair, was about 6’2” (close to my height) and was hwp. We went upstairs to his unit and went inside. It was a little awkward, at first. He explained that he just moved in and that he had to put down his older, ailing dog. Why did you just tell me that??? I tried to change the subject and asked if he was now settled and did he like the new.