"Now turn around so your back is facing me." Yes mommy," said Michael. "I just want my hair to grow quickly." Your sister and I want that too, but hai...r grows at a certain speed,"said Liz. "You can't make it grow faster."Michael's hair, long for a boy, came just short of his shoulders. Itwouldn't take much growth for it to touch them. Liz simply measured thegap between his hair and shoulders."Quarter of an inch," she said at last. "I might have to take the wigoff for a short while."Michael was. My damp shorts now were riding right up against my pussy which now had become very wet. The thought of him wanting to take me right here was overwhelming. I tried one last time to out run him as I gave it all I had. I sprinted hard for a good minute as I went around a corner. I no longer heard foot steps behind me as I had gotten far ahead of him. It was a few minutes later when I heard his foot steps again behind me. I gave it one last sprint, but I was now done. I stopped and rested as I. When I jacked off this always worked and it turned out that it was just as effective when fucking for real. I kept going like this for quite a while, speeding up until I felt my seed was about to spew forth, then slowing down again until that feeling had gone away and so on – and every time the sensation of almost coming gave me a real thrill – until finally I really couldn’t stop myself anymore and groaning loudly I shot the last sperm from my balls into the hot, wet cunt of Ronnie’s mother.. She pushed it back so it was on tight. "Now be a good young man and fuck me. Maybe then, I won't fail you." She leaned down towards the bench in between the lockers and her arms were positioned on it. My eyes looked down at her and I couldn't resist, but to position my hands onto her thighs. "Are you gonna lift me up and fuck me, or what?" she wondered, lifting herself up slightly. "I'll fuck you, Cynthia," I answered, bringing her pussy to my cock. My cock slid right into her slit, as her legs.