..differenti understand way too latemy neck grabbed so hard i squeal looking back at a taller black guy smilling wide at me''so you like small asian s...ssy?''''wait wait who are you''''im a Master, a real big cock Master who train white sissy boy ''''stop stop im a top stop''''oh no no no please im no sissy''''get his pants off and make him wear the pink one ''my own asian sissy smilling and pulling my pants''noooo noo please not this ''''shut up , you need some learning white boy''''you gonna. ." her voice tailed off. Her hands were crossed on the table in front of you, and taking her left hand gently in yours, you lightly stroked her left forearm with you right hand. You could feel her twitch and tense, but she made no effort to pull her arm away. "But I do know what I'm doing" you said quietly, "And I'm Hazel, by the way". "My name is... not important" she replied, and repeated "I should not be here". But she still made no effort to withdraw her arm. Slipping off one of your shoes,. I must feel like a tight little virgin to this guy, I thought. I pounded him like I was a teenager again. I threw caution away and ground circular motions, skating around on the sweat and cum between us. He smiled but stayed still. I clenched my pussy around him and went faster. That building inside me was off the charts. Any second now... My game forgotten, I heard myself start crying out. "Yes- yes- YES- FUCK! YEES! Oh my GOD!!"Leaning back further my body rocked with wave after wave of. "Damn it David," I said in annoyance, "you've been fighting again! You promised me you wouldn't fight any more! So what was it this time, some swap card? Someone call you a name? Out with it young man."I loved my son dearly, he was all I had left that really meant anything to me, but at 15 he was becoming a right handful and not for the first time I wished his father hadn't died on us. Crossing my arms under my somewhat large chest I waited for an answer from my son, but when he put on his.