The second one was a pretty redhead who was quite animated as her man fucked her pretty hard, her huge tits really bouncing all over the place, and it...was kind of hot... and yet it wasn't enough for me anymore. I needed to see Kareem again, which worried me... my sudden addiction not to the sex, not to the woman, but to the cock. The black cock. The big black cock. The big black cock that appeared to be the centrepiece for Kareem's dominant behaviour. Then a pretty, chubby woman, with huge tits. ." I saunter into the kitchen to notice Jennifer the neighbor girl from down the street is still sitting here."what time do you have to be home?" I ask as i slowly grab my powerade from the fridge"no later then 9:30" She turns her face and mutters.".my aunt crissy said i cant be out late." "well damn that 40 minutes away what the hell you wanna do?.My Mom and Gramma are gonna be gone till about 11, its bingo night." Those were the olny words I had to mutter to seal the deal. See ive known. She was braless with a thin figure hugging top, which had tiny straps. She was wearing shoes with a small heel.The main road in Aiya Napa was crowded with revelers as usual. We pushed their way into one crowded bars after another and knocked back beer after beer. I always liked it when Lyn was in a drinking mood as she got more and more sexual and, if I am honest, more open to lurid behavior. By about 2am we ended up in a completely packed night club. Standing beside Jenny at the bar, I. He often stayed with us at the house. I would leave my door slightly open, and peek into my moms bedroom, Bill liked to leave the door open, and I could see my mom getting fucked. He was worse than John, he liked to slap her, spank her, insult her, and he made her do anything he wanted. The first time I saw Bill fuck my mom, was in the living room. Bill had taken us to the mall, my mom had been wearing high heels, sexy hooker stockings, a loose miniskirt that went just below he butt, and a.