That had been a year ago. He and his mother, Monica had talked on the phone since then, almost every week, but this was still his first visit back sin...e his father's death.He had felt a little guilty about leaving his mother alone. But she had wanted it that way. She had sounded fine for a while, but recently, the tone of despondency in her voice had grown more and more obvious. Hoping that he could do something to cheer her up and bring her out of her depression he had decided to visit her for. I can easily see that he’s as excited as I am. It kind of gives me confidence when I see that look of awe on his face.I’m not sure why he feels the need to whisper but he continued to whisper when he said, “I can see your slit, your pussy.”He stared intently for a moment longer before he asked, “Can I kiss it?”I hadn’t anticipated that. Nor have I received any instructions about what to do if it came up. I wasn’t sure what to answer. But he didn’t wait very long for me to decide. Slowly, as if. However, I didn't have an option. I had a wife, a house and a dog. I withdrew 10,000 and delivered it promptly to the fat whore I had been fucking for last 5 years, since I was 19. Tasheka laughed as I handed her the envelop. Then she stripped and we fucked. As I entered her large, wet pussy, she kissed me deeply."Fuck my cunt tonight. I want to feel you cum in my pussy again she said looking into my eyes." I forgot about the money and the blackmail and fucked my old, fat and black whore with. As she again stood to leave he stopped her.And asked her if she wanted to watch a movie with him.Ok she told him thinking to herself that he didn't really want her to just watch a movie.He turned on the movie and they settled down on the bed to watch it.She was laying on her side facing him with her head resting in her hand and he was laying on his back with his hands under his head on the pillow.After a few minutes he eased his hand under her and pulled her to lay her head on his shoulder.