Yeesh). No doubt about it, the taste of creamy, salty semen was way better than the usually strong-odoured, sometimes fishy, pussy juice. One full loa... and I was addicted to man-cum. One text and I was addicted to black cock. One evening and I loved being on my knees. One taste of black cock and I was no longer straight. I kept sucking his cock after he quit coming, wanting to retrieve every last drop of cum and not sure what I was supposed to do once his juicy creamy cock left my lips. What. “Sure, Mom, let me get dressed.”I sauntered back to the bathroom, my mind boiling with such wicked thoughts.Madeline MarlowLord, why did you send me this sinful temptation? I prayed furiously as I hustled my daughter out of the church’s bathroom.My pussy could still remember the size of her big dick stretching me out. She dwarfed her father. I had hated lying beneath him and feeling his dick pumping away at me. I endured because that was what a wife did.But I never would do all the foul and. I learned a lot from him and I am grateful. He was 30 and his wife was 28, They had a nice house that I often went to visit and spend the night. He and I finished off his basement, which was a big learning experience, complete with bar, TV, big bedroom and a full bath. That's where I stayed when I visit once completed. His and her bedroom was right over head of the downstairs bedroom and many times I heard them having sex. That too, was a learning experience. I learned that my cock would get. My spare hand plays with her cunt, her bum cheeks and her deliciously smooth thighs spread for me. She whimpers with excitement. I move in between the V of her spread thighs.I feel her cunt hair against my cock head, then the soft pressure of her vagina lips. They part for me and in that always delicious moment my shaft slides in full length till my pubic hair entwines with hers. I lean over her so my belly’s against hers. I kiss her on her lips, savouring the warm tightness of her vagina.