I groaned, my balls growing tight as her suction reached down my shaft to them.“Damn, Mom,” groaned the Black guy. “Your cunt squeezed down hard...on my dick. You like that, huh? Suckin' that White boy's dick covered in his slut-mom's juices.”His mom moaned about my dick.“Course you do. You the biggest ho I know! Damn, but it's fine to be in your cunt!”I nodded my head. “Just fuck her hard! Enjoy her!”He gave me a huge grin as he fucked his mom. She rocked between us, spit-roasted on our dicks. I. ..I suppose not..." Morgan looked down at Brad's crotch. "Junior doesn't think I'm a guy, do you, sweetie?" Brad looked to either side nervously to see if anyone was around. "I mean....I guess... it'd be okay," he babbled. Morgan smiled and gave Brad a kiss on the lips. "Thought so, baby." Brad got down on his knees and began examining Morgan's dick as if he'd never seen one before. After a minute or so he used his tongue to give the head a little lick and Morgan's whole body shuddered.. She’d pulled the curtain completely across the span of the tub, but the edge wasn’t touching the wall completely and so a gap remained between the edge of the plastic protector and the tub enclosure. And impatiently she stared out at his back through the opening…and it was through this view that she noticed his profile reflected in the mirror. By this point he’d already gotten his shorts open and was pulling the front of his underwear down. She didn’t intend to watch, but it happened so. “What the hell am I doing?”The first time I asked myself that was the first time I met Him. The man who dominated me. I am a mere five foot four inches, and he was well over six feet, and had over a hundred pounds on me, easily. I think that the only two categories I could beat him at was hair length and boob size. I’m a D-cup, and even though he was very fit, and tremendously strong, he suffered from some man-boobs. My brown hair was past my shoulders, and his was missing. He shaved his.