Ed heard the two of them showering and laughing together a few minutes after they went into the bathroom. After half an hour, the last fifteen minutes...of it having been very quiet, Ed started getting concerned. Another fifteen minutes passed by before Maria stuck her head out of the bathroom and told Ed to go to the mini mart to get her a big bag of ice. When Ed got up off the bed, Maria yelled at him to hurry up. He ran to the bathroom door and saw Angie collapsed on the floor. He started. I told her that we needed to hurry so we grabbed a change of clothes and ran up the hill.Sure enough, my mother was in the kitchen, busy with breakfast. I told her we wanted to take a quick shower and she told us to go ahead but make it fast before the other's wake up. I showed Kelly where the shower was and the fresh towels and went back to the kitchen area for a cup of coffee. My mother was not about to start an arguement with me because she knew that would wake the other's and that was. She lurched up and grabbed my head in her hands and forced it into her pussy where she crossed her ankles behind me back, locking me in. There was nothing to complain about. I stick out my tongue and fell her wetness, tasting her sweetness. I trace around her labia, over her hood and down the other side, over and over at a steady, slow pace - a pace that registers in her bones every time I failed to touch her clit enough with the tip of my tongue. Slowly, I trace my tongue faster and. He was getting more verbal, and i was getting into it too. He asked: “you like that black dick girl? that nigga dick?” “bet you aint never had no shit like this”. “Yes! i love that nigga dick daddy!” I answered, “take that white pussy, make me your bitch!” I cringe a bit now writing and remembering it but in the moment it was incredibly hot and i loved the race play. I liked being that trashy slut. He got me into a prone position, laying on my stomach with the weight of his body pressing me.