The den was a large room, with a sofa long ways, and two sofa chairs on either side. Separating the chairs and the sofa, were two coffee tables, both ...ad lamps, and assortments of photos. The carpet was a cream color, and the walls were wood paneling. Behind the sofa, built into the wall, was a brick fireplace. Hanging on the wall in front of the Sofa was a 54” LCD TV, connected to a seven speaker sound system. When he plugged up the porn, he could barely manage to hold his load five minutes,. Then I felt the end of his cock at the entrance and in one huge plunge he mounted me, ramming his gorgeous cock into me, a moment of hot pain then exquisite feeling of fullness as he used slow, deep strokes at first, his hands tweaking, pinching my nipples...it was beautiful I kept pushing back against him to get more and more in I felt so full and I was continually cumming, pre cum was almost pouring from my cock swaying beneath me.Then, as he grunted in my ear, he really started to speed up,. What tribe you from?’ If they weren’t in the middle of nowhere she might have overreacted to his question. Her native blood, just a minor splash in the gene pool, had risen to the surface, and she hated it. It was a constant source of irritation. Blondes had more fun. Blondes had more business. The black hair, dark eyes, and high cheekbones, gave her an exotic sexiness certain men craved. And those certain men seemed to always want a rough encounter. Apparently, Indian blood meant ‘I like it. “She’ll be here tonight,” his mother told him. “She’ll be helping to watch after you when I’m not home.”“Mom, I don’t need a babysitter,” he told her. He washed his bowl in the sink. His mother came from behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist. He had a flashback to his dream, and his cock tried to rip its way free of his pants.“I know you don’t, kiddo,” she said, giving him a hug. “Good lord, you’re almost as tall as me now.” She turned him around. “No - I just don’t want to give Gary.