"With that I moved between Chad's legs grabbing his cock and rubbing the head up and down her love channel and then I lined his hard cock up with the ...ntrance to her heavenly pussy. Mom hiked up a little as I placed the tip at her opening. She then slowly moved back onto it. I watched as Chad's cock disappeared into her beautiful pussy. It was a beautiful thing to watch his cock being swallowed by the same canal from which he had been pushed through when he was born of this woman.I lay at. His breath just kept getting more and more rapid the longer he guided my hand over his dick. I just closed my eyes and kept telling him that I wouldn’t tell anyone that I just wanted to go home. He told me that it wasn’t fair that I had seen him naked. That he had to see me naked to be fair. I started weeping…He pulled my shirt up above my head and bent down to look at my chest close up. He moved my bra aside and started to kiss and lick my nipples. I got a shooting sensation down below. My. The best thing of all was that he understood my humor and frequently replied “lol”! His eloquent writing was sexy just in itself, and as the subject matter and content got juicier and juicier, so did I. It blew me away that he could make me cum just by texting, and I wondered what he could do in person, with his mouth, his hands, his cock. The person behind the words seemed like such a perfect balance of brain and body, exactly what I’d been searching for, for what seemed an eternity. I love to. Just got a seriously bad case of midterm exam jitters, I said, before giving him a quick hug and walking away. A maelstrom of emotion threatened to overwhelm me. In the six months that I’ve known Jean-Baptiste, I’ve basically fallen in love with him. I’m a devout Muslim woman and I’m madly in love with a switch-hitter…and he’s from a Christian background. Welcome to my damn pathetic little life. Jean-Baptiste and I come from very different worlds. He’s from a different strata of society,.