Her skirt was riding up slightly and I could feel the softness of that white skin of hers. She tossed her high heels off and I glanced down at her per...ect feet. Then I leaned in and gave her the softest kiss ever. I wanted her to feel my true love and adoration, and not just my lust for her. She returned the kiss. Then she placed her arms about me and I embraced her. Our lips were now getting rougher and more passionate. Both of us were using our tongues and both of us were feeling the lust. Oh, youfeel so good in there, honey!" It felt tremendously good from my side too. My cock was more arousedthan ever before, and every thrust was pure pleasure. Mom felt very hotinside, which (I have later learned) meant that she was as aroused as Iwas. Soon we were in a steady slow rhythm to keep me from coming too fast.Mom pulled my head down to kiss me again, and soon we were trading salivaby the bucket as we fucked. Mom started making little humming sounds intomy mouth, and her hips started. I submitted to what ever Jerome wanted to do with me, just to feel the pleasure of black cock in my white pussy.We fell asleep, during our nap Jerome rolled toward me and was again on top of me. I was awakened when I felt his hard cock on my belly. What is it with this man? I am lucky if my husband gets it up twice a day, I thought. My left hand instinctivly went to Jeromes cock and rubbed it along my pussy. I inserted it acknowleging that I had just decided my fate. I'm a slut for black cock.. He still left a small gap for my hands to move freely. I only moved my right hand slowly as the other stayed towards the base. I couldn't see his face, but I surely knew he was enjoying himself. As I felt my face starting to hurt from cheesing, I knew I revelled in this scenario too."I love you, son, wrap your arms around me and feel my butt. Tell me it is softer than London's, even if it is a lie. Tell me anyway, because you love me so dearly," I muttered before a brief delay. "Yes, I feel.