If only she had one more son, she thought wickedly as she dried herself, then she could have one for her cunt, one for her asshole, and one for her mo...th all together, at the same time. The idea of taking three cocks at the same time made her shiver deliciously. But she didn't want just any cock available. There was something inside Donna that told her another young cock wouldn't do, It would be fun, but she knew it wouldn't give her the pleasure she really wanted.But she only had two sons, and. Hearing these words, tears started trickling from my mom's eyes. I was puzzled.I asked her why she was crying. She told me didn't realize that I was a grown up man who would understand her problem until I spoke those words of concern to her. Till then, she only considered me a k**. I started laughing.She asked me why I was laughing. I said that it was funny for her to just realize it right then that I wasn't a k** and was in fact an adult. I was 6 feet tall, had an athletic body thanks to my. She started to calm down. “Kimberly, where are we? Where are our clothes? Who is this girl?”Kimberly replied, “I don’t use that racist white girl name anymore. My new name is Corecia. My friend is called Quanesha. We’re at Daddy’s place and we only wear clothes when we go out to pay our reparations to Black Daddy’s.”“Why would your daddy have naked girls at his place? I don’t understand.”“I’m not talking about my racist white daddy silly” Corecia giggled. I’m talking about our Black Daddy. This. Tina had been a natural blonde with a great figure, very sexy with a small patch of honey coloured pubic hair on her mound. At thirteen Sara already had a well developed figure, taking after her mother with smallish, very firm, breasts and a prominent mound. In my frustrated state her appearance began to affect me sexually, I fought it hard.About a year later Sara looked at least sixteen and had her mother's little patch of honey-coloured pubic hair and was still wandering around naked at.