The sight of her pretty face glistening with my cum kept my cock rock hard and she made her way up to ride it. She lowered herself down and then began...fucking me with every ounce of energy she had. As she bounced on my cock her tits bounced along and the cum on her face began to run back down to her mouth whilst her tongue licked it back into her mouth. She screamed with joy as she continued to fuck me, breaking the scream occasionally to give a commentary "God that big dick feels good inside. ” My heard instantly sank, and I turned around to see what he had found. I had forgot to clear my history, and he discovered all the Tgirl, and transsexual porn I was looking at, luckily I wasn’t logged in so he didn’t see my faggot profile. I pleaded to him not to tell anybody, I told him I was just curious and decided to check out some different porn, but he found my folders with pictures of me dressed with men and videos too. He wasn’t buying my story and told me to stop lying, he said, “I. I knew I had her good because I could hear the slickness of her salivating love canal. One of her hands dropped to the faucet and she commented “we’re gonna need some white noise” she let the water run at our feet and a tension released in her. I could tell the sounds of the running water made her feel more secure because she rested her hand back on the wall and looked up as she let out tiny “oos” and “ahs” to the rhythm of my banging. Soon my rhythm slowed and firmed. She arched her back. The wide, tree-lined avenue with its impressive three-storey houses and flash top-of-the-range cars confirmed to me that there was some real money behind these facades. More money, I’m guessing, that a secondary school teacher’s salary allows.There was a story here, and it gave me an uneasy feeling. I checked the nearest house, number 273 and then across the road, 258, before slowly cycling down the road, counting down the house numbers as I went until I stopped outside number 184.Two cars were.