"There's a name for people like you" he said sounding quite stern. I apologised coming out with crap like "this is the first time. Never done anything... like this before" . He was staring at my now limp cock. He was in his late teens or early twenties wearing jeans and a sweatshirt. " you don't need to hide it if you don't want to" he mumbled, that was all my cock needed to stir into life again, it started to bulge. Nervously we both kept looking behind each other to make sure nobody was in the. I felt this hung stud opening the lips to my fuck box withhis fingers. I lifted my head to watch him aim his black spearat its target. Precum was dripping out of the end of theincredible organ like a leaky faucet. The slick head was laidagainst my open vagina and then rubbed up and down and around incircles. As my juices and the man's precum mixed, I felt themtrickle down into the crack of my ass. The stud stared at my face and said, "Yeah, Baby! I thinkyour hot little cunt is ready. Even now, flames make me think of your eyes, the volcano of passion that hides behind their mildness. I remember trying to hold on to the memories, the days, the moments slipping through my mind like grains of sand in a timer, a life slipping through my fingers with nothing I could do to stop it… nothing but… Oh it is still painful, that memory, that moment when I saw you, your face as white as the pillows on which they had lain you. I’m sure, even now, that if you had not been waiting for me. I could feel it in my back, then like a lightning bolt it shot through my body until I exploded in an orgasm. My pussy tightened around his cock as I took him deep inside me. Im cumming! Dont stop! I screamed while at the same time feeling him shoot his hot cum inside me. Even knowing what could happen I could not stop myself from keeping him in me until I was done. I slowly slid my sons cock from my pussy until it popped out completely, with a trickle of his cum leaking with it. The weight of.