And she explained to me some things." Bill, I didn't start out to do this..." And I believe her. And I guess that means I have to believe you, too. So...she called me because I helped ya'll the first time, getting' her set up in school." And now?" I asked. "What can you do? Really..." I can call my uncle, the judge, and talk with him and see. But you probably need to get out of Tennessee for a few days. Go to Mississippi. Heaven knows, they won't care..." Bill, if you can help..." I started."Oh,. There. Rub me, son, rub me nicely. Stimulate mommy some more. Please."It was a wild sight of mother and son. While they kissed feverishly, the mother was stroking her son's cock. He was twisting and turning with intense stimulation. His cock became longer and harder and thicker. His mother's hand on his cock drove Ben to delirious thrill.The son was rubbing the mother's cunt through the tight pants. She spread her thighs to give her son more intimate access to her convulsing, boiling cunt. Her. She didn’t let go and the next shot hit my stomach. There were several more small spurts and dribbles.“God, Cindy, that was incredible.” I kissed her again and she rolled off me. I wasn’t sure what was happening until I felt her hips moving and saw both her hands between her legs, one furiously jilling her clit and the other pumping in and out. I collected a bit of the come on her chest and used it to lubricate my fingers as I rubbed and pinched her nipples.“Oh, fuck!” she screamed before I. I soon came in her hands and she then climbed off the bed, saying she needed a shower. She closed the bathroom door behind her and I soon began hearing some loud moans… I knew her Black Master had my sexy babe pinned against the wet wall inside the shower and he was fucking her from behind. Her moans were from pleasure, so I guessed he was enjoying her cunt, not her tight ass…I put on a pair of pajamas and went downstairs to the kitchen.I got ready a nice coffee and then Anita and Jerome came.