"I heard her pick up the phone and dial. I looked at my friends. "We'll fight for the chairs tomorrow," I said. I went and sat in a different chair, a...small, tattered one. Hannah plopped down next to me and squeezed close to me. She looked concerned.Mr. Woodhouse answered the phone. "Hello?" Mr. Woodhouse, Cynthia Gilbert again." Hello, Ms. Gilbert." No more fucking around, do you know this Tyballa's background? She says she's some kind of royal, is that true?" Ms. Gilbert, I'm not sure if –". I crawled onto the bed. With my panty covered ass perched in the air, I laid my head on her pelvis just above her warm, tangy pussy. Derek put his cock in my mouth and thrust several times before pulling it out and shoving into her waiting hole. Surprisingly, as I saw his thick, black cock enter my girlfriend, I had no feelings of jealousy. I listened to her moan in pleasure and was completely happy for her. Derek began the process of thrusting in and out of her pussy, taking a break every so. The security guards wave me pass as Susan calls ahead to let me right in. I pull up to her house and into the garage, park next to her long roll of Corvettes, Jaguars, and Cobras. I'm thinking, this "lady has good taste and likes muscles." I walk right into her living room and she's standing there, in her Frederick's of Hollywood thong and see through bra. I love the ample curves, the way her hips sweep out and the curvature of her breast from the side, how well they hang yet full. I move over. It was a huge boner as well.Tommy hid it at first. He told me my mother had that effect on him. I showed him my boner telling him she had the same effect on me.However, it was not my mother who had given me my boner. It had been seeing his boner. I had been getting these urges lately. I wanted to play with another cock again.I told Tommy I wanted to show him something. That he could never tell anyone. I went to my bed and reached in between my mattress. I pulled a pair of my mom’s fresh wet.