While my wrist was almost in her pussy I started to fuck her tiny asshole with my other hand with three fingers in stretching it. And then it happened..., my entire wrist was in her pussy moving deeper. The feeling was incredible and Joanne was screaming for excitement. I fucked her with my hand first slowly then faster and harder. I was close to explode and it was time to get my dick into the action. With my hand deep in her pussy I applied a lot of oil on my rock hard dick and directed to her. In a soft voice she started again, "Alan? Alan. It's your mother. Please come back to me son. Please, we would be so lost without you. Alan? Come back to me, fight for me, for our family." Angelika's eyes were starting to tear up as she felt so helpless. ‘Again,’ she thought, ‘I am of no use, so weak I can't even help my son!’ Alan's eyes suddenly cleared as the glow stopped. "No mother, not useless, far from it!" Standing Alan walked to Angelika and held her close as her tears coated his. This was the second black male I have had but this time it was a perfect fit. It was like he was making love to me and I could feel every single vein on his penis. Kent took his time and slowly started to rock back and forth. I got used to his size and was moaning the entire time as we switched positions where he had me on my hands and knees while he had me from behind. I don’t know how much time had passed but it felt like an eternity when he placed me flat on my stomach and impaled me. " You know I have work, school, homework, and have to be a dad and husband." So it's my fault?" That's not what I said. You know, you're even hotter when your mad. How about you let me make you happy?" No!"I laid back down, turning my back to him. "Go back to bed, John."He got out of bed, and went to our bathroom. I thought it was strange. I prayed he wasn't rubbing one out, but I had been very stubborn. The possibility upset me, but I didn't worry much. Afterall, John was one that could cum.