I was in my third year and it was during the monsoon season. Due to heavy rain, the roads were damaged and the route I used to travel to college was v...ry bad. I was going to go to college when she came to me and asked me if I could drop her at school. I said ok.That day she was wearing a red color tight fit top and she was looking damn sexy. I thanked God for making her travel with me today. Since the road condition was very bad, I somehow tried to negotiate the potholes and tried to avoid. He slid out easily and drove his cock back in. This time he stayed in deep to savor the feeling of her muscles clamping down on him, he eased in and out of her tight pussy trying to get a rhythm going. Neveah lay underneath him, her head thrown back against the pillow, her eyes shut tightly and her mouth opened in a perfect O. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, trapping him in this position. Her arms wrapped their way around him and her fingers pressed into his back, her fingernails. She could easily understand him having thoughts about fucking his mother as she was the spitting image of Katharine Zetta Jones. Everyone that knew her agreed and after Karen fucked the hooker she started dreaming about fucking David’s mum as well but never told him. “I would tie her to the bed so she couldn’t get away and then eat her out until she had an orgasm. When she finally recovered she would want me to untie her so I could fuck her horny wet cunt. I would fuck her so hard to multiple. On my bed, we kissed. It could have only been minutes but it felt like both hours and like seconds. It was great. Our tongues were meant for one another, and I was certain that the rest of our bodies were meant to be together as well. Soon enough, I knew that I was right. Of course I had to taste her. Working my way from the side of her neck slowly across her clavicle, down the furrow between her breasts, into and out of her navel, over her pubic mound, and finally, FINALLY, into the damp, warm.