I felt wet; my own body was betraying me.All of a sudden, with no warning, he thrust forward. His hard dick slid into my soaking pussy with no effort ...t all. I felt he was hard.He said I was a nice slut bitch; he found my cunt wet and ready.The bastard was right; my pussy was dripping wet and I had never expected that my slutty cunt would be lubed up and inviting.He slowly ran his cock in and out of my warm cunt, his cock getting harder with every thrust. Then I found myself relaxing my legs to. I'd love to get his advice for my current situation. But how do Iask this version of my father without revealing I'm a gender bending timetraveler from the future."Hey Dad," I started, "I need some advice." Go for it," he replied."I have this project that I'm doing. I gave it my best shot at first andcompletely failed. But the good news is I've been given a second chance.But now I realized that I'm really unqualified to be doing it in thefirst place. How do I proceed?" Wow, that's vague," he. Soon after someone knocked at the door of my cab, without rising I reached a door bolt and let him come in. there appeared a tall Black. He looked at me top-down and grinned. Then he undid his jeans and revealed me a big 10 inch long black cock, so big and thick that I started first. It was not easy to impale my lips onto this phallus, though soon I succeeded and began moving my head rhythmically. However he grasped my head with a jerk and forced me move as fast as I can. For several times, I. “Ha, at least my parents aren’t the only ones, who need confirmation phone calls, still,” Cathy chuckled as she watched me put the telephone receiver back onto its base.“What’s your number, Mike?” Sam asked as she set her Coke down on the coffee table and headed over to a wall panel by the kitchen sink. “I’ll use the intercom to get my dad, and have him call your mom as well as Paul’s parents.”“Why do parents do this to us?” I rhetorically asked with exasperation dripping from my voice.“Sammy,.