It was truth time. I'd always wondered if I'd let someone do my ass but never had. It also symbolized something to me, that it would be an act of subm...ssion, of changing roles from an aggressor, a top, to something else. Now, I wanted it. I wanted that pink-tipped black dick inside me. I wanted it bad. Very bad.I felt him thrust harder until I felt like my hole was being ripped in two. The pain was mind- numbing as he slipped in about an inch. I had immediate second thought. He held me tight,. He stopped, looked down and she saw the amazed, panicked look shoot across his face."Holy shit! MOM! I... I thought you were in Vikki's room!"Yvette wanted to, needed to, say something, but her eyes were glued to the thick, throbbing meat of her son, which was staring her right in the face. All she could think about was how she could easily just lean forward a little and take his smooth, fat cock head into her wet mouth.Robert was staring open mouthed at his mother, for the second time today he. I was beginning to drift off when I felt his warm hand touch my side, running along my ribs and down my stomach. Automatically I lifted my leg up allowing access to my vagina. As his hand ran over my hip and clasped my buttock, he pulled himself nearer to me, pushing his lips roughly onto mine, biting and erotically pulling at my lower lip. I grasped the hand that was on my buttock and pushed it round to the front, desperate for his hand to touch me. Legs parted ready, my juices beginning to. The next day she was completely fine. She was in the kitchen with mom when I woke up, and I was happy to see her.Two weeks passed, and we became good friends and used to talk about so many topics and try new dishes daily. One afternoon before going to the grocery store, mom asked me to check with Seema if she wanted something. When I went to her place, I knocked on the door and but she didn’t respond.When I pushed the door, it was open. As there were no formalities between us now, I went.