Perhaps the first big surprise was that with all of this unexpected excitement and the introduction of math, my cock had stayed as hard as a rock. Mak... no mistake, I'm not hung anything close to a horse, a porn star or even the guys you read about in most of those "letters" magazines, but I still feel like I can hold my own. Well, at least no one has ever complained about it to me personally, as it's thick enough that my thumb and index finger don't quite meet when they wrap around it and about. Mom then shoved her back and pushed my cock into her dripping cunt. She yelled and then grabbing my neck forced herself all the way down onto my throbbing cock. I could feel the pain of her hands clawing into my back as my arms that were warped around her waist hold her tight against me. She laid her head against my shoulder soft tears fell onto my chest. Looking up at mom. Slowly moving her hips back and forth . The pain raced over her body. Then slowly it changed to passion. She. The other two ladyboys where doing exactly the same thing. We all got our rhythm’s going and I would push my cock into his mouth at the exact same time Sang was pushing in harder. Both of them where groaning and grunting the harder we gave it to them. The other guy must have had enough of a pounding and was covered in sweat and disengaged himself and our guy follow wed suit. They both then laid on their backs with rock hard cocks and indicated that they wanted to swap girls. My new guy said. "I'll be at the range on time." Not if you don't come get me, the alternator on my truck is shot."Ed was driving a ten-year-old Ford F150 extended-cab truck that was becoming a permanent resident at the local garage."Ed, are you sure Amy didn't sabotage it?"Ed muttered something unintelligible. "Just come get me, you know Arnold's repair shop?" I remember."San Angelo was a two-hour drive from Fort Stockton. Scott had been looking forward to spending time with his old high school buddies, but Ed.