Chapter 318 Busty Mom And The Bullies:>68

"Put that dick away, Elliott. I don't want that little pea-shooter aimed at me while we're having our lesson," Elliott heard Jamal say and turned to see the young black man standing next him. Jamal nodded to Elliott's crotch, where his hand was still wrapped around his spent member. In the flurry of activity, Elliott had been struck dumb by the various emotions that had overwhelmed him. When Jamal had started fucking his mother's tits, Elliott had come faster than he'd expected. The blatant way his bully had used his mother's body for his own perverse desires had struck Elliott with a testosterone jolt as well. His own dick had been hard as rock as he'd watched Jamal slide his massive prick up and down between his mother's voluptuous breasts, the teasing channel between her tits made slippery and illicitly erotic by a shiny coating of her own spit. Elliott's prick had responded by throbbing with need, and he'd beat it mercilessly until he'd spewed that milky load into the glass. And then his mother drank it down—no—she gulped it down. Her desire for cum apparently knew no bounds. She was as happy swallowing her own son's cum as she was from the three bigger boys. It had all been too much for Elliott, and he'd sat there in a daze, until Jamal's words broke him out of his trancelike state.