She taking my dick out of her more, starts stroking it, and says, Blow Job. Deja vu. I mean why… and how did you get in her. I locked the door. Im h...rny and I picked the lock. She then gets backs to sucking me off again. I slap her in the face, I must admit the vibration of slapping her face with my cock in it feels good, and kick her off. WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM!? A horny bitch that cant take no for an answer. I get dressed, right in front of her and go out to hang with my friends. I get. I could not say. But I was.However, I suspected it had something to do with causing such acommotion so early in the day.Just as soon, as I opened my closet doors and started going through mythings: to see what I wanted to wear for school. An understanding ofwhat the guys went through each day latched on to me. My need was thesame as theirs. But the worries were different. For them, it was mostlyabout what their peers might say, think or possibly do. For me, it wasthe possibility of sending. He ought to give it a try himself some time.He felt the end approaching, so he thrust even harder and deeper, faster and faster in a violent frenzy. Then suddenly his cock jerked inside of Allison's body, emptying its satisfying load deep within her. He continued to thrust as he shot over and over again as his orgasm overtook him. He loved the intense pleasure, especially with a woman as beautiful as Allison. It was almost unfair just how lucky he was to have her.As the pleasure dropped off, he. To hell with everything except to know that girl.Crazy, yes. Assuredly insane; for what cunt, regardless of her motherhood is worth a damn? Every cunt in order to become a mother had to fuck somebody somewhere. And the very act of her fucking pronounced her own weakness of the flesh, her own need for cock, her own inability to refuse a prick. So why be taken by a mother feeding her little child?Yet I went to her. I sat on the beach near her, studied her lovely body, and watched her continue.