”“Being cute, you mean?”“No. About being a nerd. You go reading all of these books, and then you forget what it’s like to live life. We can ...e so much better without those white books, sweetie.”“I teach Black History, not White History. Reading books, black or white, is a sign of strength.”“Tonight is a sign of strength - what we do is have fun and laugh – that’s a sign of strength.”“Let’s not argue, please,” said Reggie. “I’ll try to have fun, okay?”She kissed him on his cheek again, linked. Mujhe diya aur phone per baat hone lagi aur 2 mahine baad usne mujhe haan bol diya mai bhut khusg hua aur usse milne bulaya per vo aati nahe thi roj apni photo bhejti thi mera uski choti se gaand ko chodnr ka bhut maan karta tha roj uski photo dekh ke muth marta tha ek din vo tution se chutti lekr mere sath chali aai main usse chodne ke mood main tha mujhe pher moka nahe milta mein usse dost ke office pe le gaya aur vaha jakar hum baat karne lage men uske hoto pe kiss kar di pher gale se laga. What a tremendous sight - my mother's naked ass, humping and wriggling, jamming my happy cock deeper inside her wildly willing cunt! I put my arms around her to grab hold of her big tits and squeezed them tightly as I fucked my cock into her. I was ramming into Mum so hard now that every thrust lifted her up on her toes. If she hadn't been braced, I would have lifted her up onto the counter with the force of my fucking. Mum was giving it back to me with a passion. There was plenty of power in. I was so excited I decided I couldn’t wait any longer. I too went into the gents shortly after Stu.Luckily he was the only one in there and I dragged him into a cubicle slamming the door shut behind me. He seemed shocked as I pushed him up against the wall and started french kissing him desperately. but he kissed back as I felt his tongue caressing mine.I instantly went for his belt, and undid his jeans, pulling straight down with his underwear, to reveal a growing cock. I sank down and put his.