Fuck me."Mom?" I ask again.She looks up at me. She's been crying. I can tell."I'm sorry, Mom," I offer, but I don't know why. "I'm sorry."I just don't...want her to be unhappy like this. It hurts to look at her.She drops the knife and pulls me to her bosom."Come here, you!" she embraces me tightly.I feel like she'll never let go. I'm stuck here. I want to be here. Ihate being here. I feel sexy. I feel warm. I feel loved. I feel despised.I bawl into her shoulder and squeeze her back."You shouldn't. .oooh...daaaaaad!" Jamal kept his eyes locked with mine as I continued to stroke my cockfaster and faster from my position in the outer hallway. Then Jamal closed his eyes as his head tilted back, still holding myboys legs wide open. His mouth in a silent wail as his long thrusts wentto a short, deep grinding motion against my boy`s ass. Then Jamal made one last thrust forward as he let out a loud roar. "AAAAaaaaaahh...FFFUUUCK!" Jamal yelled out as his body convulsed,pumping. ”“Then I guess you’ll just have to marry me!” she giggled.“That’s a bit extreme,” I said.“And if it’s the only option?” she smiled, her head cocked to the side and her eyebrow arched.I just smiled. I kissed her goodbye and after she went inside, I headed home. I went to my room and read a bit, then wrote in my journal for the first time since I had been with Becky. I slept soundly and on Saturday morning, Stephanie and I followed our usual routine. I did some homework, then read until 11:00am.. I grinned and nodded. That was an activity that I would be very happy to have happen. That was a diving I hadn't thought of, muff diving. I spread my legs, and angled my knees wide. My muff was his for the diving. My pussy was ready to be eaten, late night snack buff-et. Cunnilingus here we cum! His tongue was as nimble as his feet, but I hadn't taught him this way to treat a lady. He certainly knew how to give a lady a treat! His lips made my nether lips smile, his attention to my.
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