"Becky???"Yes. . . . You can tell Mrs. Willis that she'll definitely be atschool tomorrow and ready to cheer for the team. . . . Do you wantme to ...ave her call you back? . . . Okay, then I'm sure she'll seeyou at school tomorrow. . . . Thanks for calling, Becky."Daryl watched as his mother hung up the phone and returned to thedining room table. "Who was that on the phone, mom?" he askedcautiously."That was Becky Wilson, dear." she replied. "She knew you'd leftpractice early because. Alison it has to be said is not a person who lies there still and quite waiting for it to finish, more of an Olympic coach, encouraging her athlete to do their very best, and if he does then boy hold on tight because you are in for the ride of your life! Well her new found master was hitting all the right spots and Alison was his play thing.At some point he turned her over and was now fucking her doggy, then without a word he pulled out and slid it up her arse!! Not a totally unusual thing. ”She turned back around to face me and fell to her knees. She took my big cock into her little hands and started to lick the shaft. When her tongue got to the bulbous head, she took it into her mouth. “God, you are good at that,” I said, looking at Frankie. A minute later she was sucking as much as she could into her mouth, working it expertly with her tongue. It didn’t take much longer and I was ready to cum. “Oh, yeah,” I groaned. “Swallow it…yeah, take it all…Oh, God yeah…” Annie. “Make-me-come, make-me-come, make-me-come!” I screamed, and he obeyed. I dug an encouraging nail in his back, and felt him return fire with the acceleration of his thrusts. I squeezed him with my thighs, with my arms, trapping myself in his violence, goading him to drive harder, to break me, to push me over the edge. The pressure expanded, electrifying every nerve, sending my heartrate skyrocketing. It was coming now, well-past the point of no return, compelling my back to arch, my mouth to.