Who is this coming to gramma’s house.”Laughing, “It’s little red riding hood.”Hunching his back over, with a cackling voice, “Are you sure... you’re not the big bad wolf, houuuuuu. My eyes aren’t so good, you know.”“Well, maybe I am. We’ll have to get into your bed, if you want to find out.”“Not so quick sonny. I…”“Don’t call me sonny. I’m your honey.”With his voice still cackling, “Oh. Oh. Oh. So you are. Well then, come on in already.”“You are too much, Sean.”“Well sonny honey, I don’t come. ." Stop it mom," yelled Hunter. "I am not wearing girly stuff. Doesn't shehave any t-shirts or jeans that I could get away with wearing? I know shewears some stuff like that at home." You mean like stuff she probably took to her tournament? Move over andlet me see," said his mother, coming over and looking through hersuitcase. "Wow, I'm stunned she doesn't, and happy actually she didn'tpack that stuff. I pressed her hard not to bring those types of outfits,and for once she finally listened.. I will never forget how it felt that first time. By the time he was inside of me all the way to his balls I never had such a full feeling.Soon my arms and legs wrapped around him and I was making love to this beautiful sexy black stud. He was such a good fuck. And I could hear my two gay neighbors fucking on the other couch. My cock was rock hard and it was rubbing against my black lovers stomach. We kissed and licked each others mouths. I was using my ass muscles and milking his cock. Every few days this personal practice gives me a reason to work my pussy with all the lather and rubbing I desire. In the decade since my divorce, between my job and caring for my son, I have not been fucked nearly enough. I love getting a good hard cock in my pussy, but as a single working mom the opportunity does not arrive often. Well, back to the story, when I got to work Thursday morning I was given a repair order on a broken central air unit at a house near the local college. When I.