She continued to beg for it until he pushed past the threshold. She immediately began to feel her cunt stretching out and she gasped loudly. It hurt h...r, a lot, but it felt so very good at the same time. He noticed this, and didn’t want to break her so he continued but just a little slower. With every inch that entered her, she felt like she was being ripped apart but she wanted more. By the time his cock was fully inside of her, she was pouring sweat and her heart was pounding through her. There was no inhibition between us and we engaged in wild experimentations. She was using me as her sex tool to get back on my father who treated her badly, and I didn’t mind. My father as usual came back home late, dead drunk and treated my mother badly but she never protested. She got her revenge by fucking me next day. I loved the arrangement. My school would open a week later and I still had 6 days more to fuck my mother to my heart’s content. I was young and full of energy and a quick. She continued to teach, asking questions, fielding answers, automatically monitoring the 30 teenagers sitting at their desks, frantically scribbling notes in preparation for the exam she was giving them tomorrow. The other part of her brain wondered if the text was from Shawn. If it was, what might he have said? When he was in a playful mood, he often sent her naughty little messages or sexy pictures of what he'd like to do with her. Finally, her lecture complete, Melissa directed her students. I haven't had a blow job since Ella moved out of town."I knew Ella. They called her Ella, the Cellar Dweller. All any guy wanting a blowjob had to do was go around to her bedroom window and pull the string she had connected to a little bell in her room. If she was in, she'd open the cellar door and you were in!Ella had sucked off just about every guy in the neighborhood. Probably including my father! Who knows? I do know she once sucked off 18 guys in one evening, me included. I was guy number.