Taking Sally’s head with both hands, he drove his cock at a furious pace as deep as he could push it for maybe a dozen thrusts, then he felt his bal...s churn and he fired a succession of hot, creamy cumshots into her throat. Sally felt Matt’s cock balloon and felt – and tasted – the hot jets of cum as they splashed down her throat. She swallowed continously, as she’d been taught long ago, and milked every drop from Matt’s throbbing cock. With her hand, she squeezed the base of his cock one last. She was either exhausted or high, he couldn't decide which, but in either case, the satiated expression of fulfillment on her beautiful face only added to the bitter ire churning in his guts since Maggie had tuned in on their licentious six-a-neuf performance hours before. The deceitful bitch... she'd been conning him all along... "Oh darling I could never go all tile way and let you cum there..." The lousy little liar! How many other cocks had she sluttishly drained of their cum in their own. I’d left my motorbike at the hotel deciding to take a bus to the city instead. I’d been waiting at the bus stop when she came in to shelter from the rain. I hadn’t seen the ‘Black Only’ sign. I’d read a little about the segregation in South Africa, but hadn’t experienced much at first hand, having basically kept to my hotel room since I’d arrived three days earlier. In no uncertain terms she had told me I shouldn’t be there, I’d chosen the wrong bus stop. It hadn’t taken long for us to begin. They both looked at the bandage covering my cut with big eyes."Oh," breathed Davey. "Mom told us you got hurt and that you weren't going to be able to play today, but we said we wanted to come and see you, anyway."What a pair. These kids were the best."Thanks, guys," I said. "It means a lot to me that you came. Tell your mom thank you for me, okay?" Yup," agreed Kip.I glanced up into the stands. "Say, who are those other people with your mom, Davey?"Both of them looked up to where Lori sat with.