Stu jerked with shock and lust as he felt his prick plunging deeply again into her wet, puckering pussy hole."Ohhhh, Son, it feels sooooo good!" Trish... groaned loudly. She licked her lips excitedly and moaned over and over as she felt her son's big prick filling her pussyhole with its hot, pulsing meat.Her cunt sank down farther on his rigid prick, until her pelvic bones crushed her pussylips against the base of his prick. His cock was inside her pussy to the hilt now, and she could feel it. There was nothing else, just this black skinned man worshiping her pale skinned body, no home, no Ian, no family, no fantasy, no world …just them somehow doing this for real. They shed the last piece of lace, she had no idea when or how, they fell backwards across the bed, her legs opening though not by her command, and she was welcoming into her body this black invader, …he was thicker than Ian…her brain registered Ian…and with a quick glance she saw him in the chair tool in hand, his face. Tim noticed Big G was holding in a breath when he asked.“No. I dunno if I got straight A’s but I do know that I haven’t flunked anything.”“Oh, well, then you good. Just don’t go flaunting it around the locker room. The same thing goes for the afternoon practice. That is when we will find out if any new positions open up in the varsity lockers because someone just flunked a class. That is also when we get to try out for those open spots. So, get your ass ready.”“Alright then. I’ll see you this. I didn't want this to end, and when he paused to catch his breath I knew he didn't want it to end, either. Guys have to pace themselves, girls don't. I can come from just doing it, and I certainly did so with him. The beautiful countryside visible through the window was lost on me. I was totally caught up in the pleasure of what we were doing together. Somewhere in there I peaked, and then again when he grabbed my breasts.Eventually I rolled over and we finished face-to-face. There is something.