My heart started racing and I had never seriously thought of being with a black guy before. I knew there was something missing from my current relatio...ship and perhaps being with a black guy could be it. He was 25 minutes away, but his dick looked too good to pass up. He was fine with the wait so I threw on some clothes, took a whores bath, and away I went. Every few minutes he would ask me how much longer I would be before I got there.I pulled up to his drive way, still not believing I was. I scooted forward and waited for her to situate our legs before sliding on to our makeshift dildo. I watched, in amazement, our bodies work together to fuck the long cucumber. Our legs were entangled, much like a game of Twister, and her soft thighs rubbing against mine added to the sexual stimulation I was feeling. The rhythm created between the three of us—me, Hillary, and the cucumber—was intoxicating. Where the cucumber touched the back of one of us, the other would use the pressure to. When Grandpa slipped two fingers up her, removed her diaphragm, and tossed it aside, I though I’d cry.“I’ll get pregnant,” Mom whispered.“Yes, you will, sweet pussy. I want to see you waddling around with my baby inside you.”Mom giggled and she stroked his cock.“You just want to see my boobs bloated with milk, you dirty old man. I saw the way you looked at me when I was nursing Rick.”“Why did you stop nursing so soon?” he asked.“My breasts hurt. They ached from all that milk. That’s why I had. Patience baby, you'll hear it all eventually even if it's not all tonight! So, you remember that young cute guy who I met at a party some weeks ago? Yes, him- six foot one, green eyes, dark hair and an athletic build which you can climb like a tree. Well he and I met up this week, after college on Tuesday I went back to his while he was home alone. We went into his bedroom instantly as it made more sense than sitting in the lounge and he was showing off, yes I know that's his usual... Anyway, I.