She finished the snack and said she was going to bed. Hefollowed her into the bedroom. And she asked what he thought he wasdoing. He said he was going...to get ready for bed.She told him she wasn't going to sleep with another woman of anysort. She took him into the spare bedroom and opened the closetdoor. He saw some dresses and heels in there."While you were taking your stroll I moved your new clothes inhere. This is your new bedroom. You are not to enter my bedroomunless I tell you to. If I am. I loved his smell, how he felt, seeing my white hands wrapped around his big Black cock! I finally told him I had to stop and he said ‘What?’ I repeated myself and so did he, I looked at him confused as he gave me a rather stern look… Then I took a shoot in the dark and asked if I could please stop, he smiled and said ‘You can stop for awhile, BITCH!’ I sat down and grabbed my now warm beer as he told me, ‘From now on, you’re my bitch, you’ll do as your told and always call me Daddy or Sir!. She knew, all of his was hers. Adn all of this was theirs. And theirs alone. His teenage cock was meanwhile wavering under the lustful earthquake that was his mother's flesh, around him. Enveloping him. Wanting to fuck him dry. He could feel his hot white lava rising inside his loins. His dark desires for her making him moan her name. "Mom...god you are the best. Fucking make your baby boy cum. Goddammit, ride me home you whore!" Devouring this lustful sight, his mother, riding his rockhard. Every day thinking about her I used masturbate 2-3 times. Like that time passed and I completed my studies . when I saw her in the shop I was shock to see her, she was looking the same like how I saw her in my school days. I went near her and tried to talk to her ,first she did not remember me when I told her thatI was her student she remembered me and we both started to talk. I asked what she want to buy she told tht her son want to toys for that she has come to mall I asked her can I help.