Who does this Chris k** think he is coming to her son's school and making his senior year hell? She would definitely need to have a talk with Chris' p...rents."Oh, baby that's terrible! What do the teachers tell him? Hasn't he gotten in trouble for that?" The teachers laugh along with everyone else! He's the star player on the basketball team, they let him do anything he wants."Andrea lovingly rubbed her son's legs, near his knee, trying to calm him down as he spoke. She and Daniel were very. . then gently flicking my tongue, I can feel just how hard you are.The tip is so soft, getting firmer as I go down. I lick it like a lollipop, up and down, more pressure then less, until finally I move fast and sure, taking you deep into my mouth, sucking as my mouth moves all the way down to the very bottom of you. My nose brushes against your balls, then quickly moving moves back up and then down. You gasp and I hear a little moan. I take my hands and clasp them around the base of your cock,. I don’t know, you see. Even though I half recognize the woman, I know very little about her. I’ve never met her, never seen her in the flesh. As we trundle further out from the metropolis, I turn away from the window to focus attention on the rest of her. A tight red sweater gives her boobs a nice shape. They’re not enormous, but they look just fine. Her legs are crossed; shapely legs, emerging from the black skirt that reaches half way down her thighs, black nylon accentuating their. She'd made him promise to pull out, to not finish inside her, rightly fearing what it could mean. But she was so naive that it bordered on stupidity. She'd hyped him up, and for all that she knew in her cooler moments that he was just another student horndog, in these heated moments of passion she worshipped him. He was her hung foreign lover, a figure of endless strength and boundless masculinity, with a huge ivory-white prick that she was blessed to have the chance to taste. And as he plunged.