What gives? As a Haitian-American brother who loves the sisters, I am befuddled. Also, in Canada, Black folks are cold and distant to each other, man....Walking through the streets of Boston, I was used to random Black guys and Black chicks addressing each other as ‘brother’ or ‘sister’. In Canada, Black folks give you cold looks and walk right past you the same way White folks do. For me, it’s kind of confusing. Where is the love, man? I see a lot of Black women walking around with White guys. . I don't need to see your boy junk".My face reddening I head back up to my room to pull on some shorts and I see my mom has my shorts from last night in her hand and is touching the spot of white dried cum. She hears me come into the room, and I can see her blush as she tosses the shorts onto the pile of other dirty clothes. I feel embarrassed also, and realized I needed to be more careful. I didn't want my mom to know what I was up to, although it was pretty obvious she knew. I picked up the. I stood up and positioned my cock at the entry point. I looked at it for a minute, My cock head was surrounded by her brown asshole. Not fully into her yet, but poised for insertion. Then seeing her cum covered pussy with my semen coating all over her pussy, her clit her lips, everything. I started to slide into her ass. My cum provided the lubricant we needed. She gasped when I got in beyond by head. I stopped. "Don't STOP!" she screamed. "I'm sorry" I said, "I don't' want to hurt you" Fuck my. I eased her fears. Told her my sister-fucker friend had done a lot of research to ensure these guys were clean. As for their size I told her “Listen honey, I love you and I want you to be happy. I want to give you all the pleasures of the world. You don’t have to be scared about their size. You are ready. And I will be there with you to keep you safe.” Finally she was convinced. Now I needed to prepare for the gangbang. First of all I needed a secluded place. My house or a hotel would not be.