She went to the couch and sat at one end, patting the seat next to her. Faith reluctantly moved to the couch and sat next to her mother. “Lie down. ...Rest your head in my lap. We need to talk.”Again, reluctantly, Faith did as she was told. Jill let her eyes roam down the girl’s body and then looked her in the eyes. “I know that you find this awkward; uncomfortable.”“Yes, Mom, I do.”“Try to relax,” Jill went on. She rested her hand on Faith’s breast and slowly caressed it. “It can be exciting for. "I'm afraid there were a lot, some took pictures yes and some filmed it," she regretted saying that in case hubby ever saw". "But Gina was not there I lost her at the start." So your best friend left you walking around looking like a cheap whore no wonder you were gang ****d." "So soon you will be on the internet I take it, my wife being black gang ****d. How the fuck am I going to explain that." "Valerie why are you getting wet." Inquired her husband. Valerie looked down to see that wetness. She let me feel her full weight in my lap, considerably heavier than the other girls, as she began to grind her wet pussy against the rigid underside of my cock. The feel of her ample ass all around me was driving me wild. I wriggled in my seat, attempting to slide my cock inside of her. Instead, Jenny grabbed my wrists, leaned forward and pinned them above my head. Her large breasts pressed through her shirt against my face. "I like this ride," she said, looking down at me, and smiling. The next morning, I would be out the door and heading to class before Mom could talk to me.I think she understood that she went too far with me. She didn't seem to be pushing it.“You should have gone to health class yesterday,” Samantha said, coming up beside me. She hadn't brought up us having sex once. It was like she was pretending it hadn't happened. That we hadn't sucked each other's girl-dicks and swallowed each other's futa-cum. “Your mom taught lesbian sex. Genevieve and Adile.