His girl was laughing at me and Spike told her, ? We used to make the white boys do this when I was in jail. They didn’t like it either, but also o...beyed.? He told me, ? Stick your tongue in there girl.? I forced my tongue inside his hairy hole. By the time he shot his load I was totally degraded and in tears. He pulled up his pants and led me back down to the party. He led me back to Jacob and told him, ? Your slave girl has musical talent, I just taught her to play the trombone.? . Paul slowly thrust into her as she grabbed his ass with nails digging in while he sucked and teased her nipples with his teeth.It did not take Paul long before he felt himself climaxing and thrust into her harder each time as she grabbed his head and pulled him down to kiss her fully and deeply for the first time. Both of them came together moaning into each other as Paul released spurts of cum into his mother, finally stopping when spent and pulling out of her to relax and lay beside her.“Wow,. She giggled. "Now for the fun part." She ran the feather teasingly over my testiclesthen up the underside of my shaft, pausing to circle it around the now purpleswollen head. I never had really ever experienced what everyone called blueballs, but I began thinking I was about to. I didn't even care how it happenedby now, I just wanted to cum! I also quickly realized the torture of the feather.Its touch was firm enough to keep me extremely hard as she ran it up and downthe stiff shaft, but yet. And I've never had one."Take your pants off, Ryan," Donna said, so I loosened my belt, unbuttoned the waist, zipped down my fly and dropped them to the floor and stood there."Take off your shirt and briefs, too, Ryan," and I took my shirt off and nervously pulled down my briefs, then stood before them with my dick standing out straight. They sat at the kitchen table looking at me, then Lois said, "He's almost the size of his father's." Come over here, Ryan, and give yourself a few stokes, jack.