Fitzpatrick." Thomas looked at the fifty-two-year-old Irish woman. He had a hard time not looking down at her cleavage, as he jiggly breasts were abso...utely pouring out of her bra."Ah Thomas, let's see what we have for you." Mrs. Fitzpatrick looked in her file cabinet."Here we are, Mr. Conrad has a social studies report that is due this Monday." She handed Thomas Tyrell Conrad's homework.It was mandatory for each white guy at school to do at least one black guy's homework."Thank you." Thomas. She manoeuvred her hips until she pushed the head of his cock through the entrance to her tight, wet pussy. Karen moaned on every down movement as she rocked back and forth taking a little more of his incredible cock with each stroke. She supported her babybump with one hand as her wonderfully tight body bounced while being speared by his cock.When she’d taken approx 2/3 of his cock, Karen spasmed uncontrollably in the throes of an orgasm. “Aaaarghhh.”Their spectators saw her juices leak out. Even though Andrea was half a foot taller than me, we wore roughly the same skirt size so we agreed to get ready together and maybe swap a few outfits. This excited me even more; we would be dressing, and more importantly undressing, in front of each other. This would be sure to result in more of our earlier antics. The next morning, I awoke with a huge grin on my face. I was looking forward to spending the whole day with sexy Andrea, and afterwards a very promising evening lay ahead. I allowed. Suddenly, I got the urge to talk dirty. I don't usually do that - but after all, we were putting on a sex show! So I started growling things like, "Mmmm, yeah! Eat my meat, bitch ... that's it, cumslut! Choke on my big dick (well, seven inches - but who's counting?) ... I'm gonna shoot my load down your cocksuckin throat ..." etc. You get the idea. Funny thing, though - it worked. Tom was really started going to town on my tackle - I hadn't had a blowjob that intense since Auntie Linda scoffed.