So he can fuck you again with his black cock. Suck it ... suck it!"Betsy heard Mel's squeaky voice again and the hair stood up on the back of her neck... "Here ... here's another hundred. I want her to pay ... big time! Fuck that beautiful ass."All of a sudden Betsy couldn't believe her ears. "No ... dear gawd, no. Not there, ... not my ass." Her own voice startled her and Betsy wondered what was going on. Suddenly she was yelling for mercy. Betsy heard her own voice and wondered what was going. It was then that I had the idea of hell, since she was full already why not do her myself so I took off my shorts and shirt, climbed atop her and spreading her legs with mine slid my cock into her and she purred saying umm, oh yeah big boy, fill this old pussy up and that’s what I did.I fucked my mother three times that morning and once more that afternoon so much so that I had to put a towel under us to catch all the cum flowing out of her pussy. I did this for about two weeks and everytime. We fell into comfortable conversation on the way to the restaurant. Our lunch was a long, pleasant one. We laughed and talked as only old friends can. After lunch, as he was taking me home, instead of turning onto my street, he turned toward the town park. He pulled under a shade tree and put the car in park. "Why did you bring me here," I asked. "I have something to tell you," he replied. To say the least, I was shocked at what came next. He turned toward me on the front seat of the. She may not have a chest yet, but she had hair on both sides of her split and some dark patches growing in over her clit. Her juices were flowing like a river from her as she rubbed her clit. Soon she was moaning and breathing harder. When she came her finger slid down to rub her pussy juices around on her swollen pussy lips. When I stopped at the next light, she got her feet on the seat next to her and told me to watch. With no trouble at all, she pushed her middle finger all the way into her.