She doesn't teach him how to sit on a couch while he's wearing a skirt, because he doesn't wear a skirt and nobody cares how he sits on a couch or cro...ses his legs. She doesn't have to teach him how to wear a pad, or insert a tampon. She doesn't have to teach him to be cognizant of when he's fertile. If anything, all she has to teach him is to keep it in his pants unless he's ready to marry the girl. She doesn't have to teach him what to do if he gets horny. Since ALL boys are horny, and. And then Eddie pushed. She screamed out again in pain, but Eddie only chuckled gleefully, and surged his penis deep up into the hotly clinging walls of her futilely clenched back passage. By God, he would give it to her as she'd never dreamed possible, and she would learn to love it--she was the type for that, he figured--and he jerked his loins again and drove his cock further inside her still resisting anal orifice."Aggggggg!" Tamera groaned, and she convulsed from the savage invasion of her. He undid my jeans and put his hands inside and groped my bum which very quickly got me aroused. I was then bent over and had my jeans and pants pulled down to be spanked. I felt his big hands spank me with 10 of the best on my bare bottom and I could feel my bum cheeks becoming warm and assumed to be glowing.He then turned me around and pushed me against the wall to kiss me, my first gay kiss tasting of alcohol and the feeling of his stuble. I undid his shirt and kissed his hairy chest and. He smiled knowing that he had fucked this white woman raw, and the fact that she was a married, middle-aged white woman made him smile even more. He watched her lying there for a few minutes while he caught his breath, then started getting dressed. No need to be here when she wakes up. He went into the bathroom to wash up, and I stood up to take a closer look at my mother. Her skin glowed in the soft light that crept in through the window, especially between her creamy white thighs, where her.