Mom hit the floor directly. As I looked at her, she began to laugh, and as I gathered my strength to scream at her, it slowly dawned on me that I had ...lso heard the word 'cock'. In the middle of my sobbing, I too suddenly began to laugh. To laugh at my mistake, to laugh at the silly sight of the two of us sitting on the floor.We stood up, still giggling, and began to hug. Though I was wearing slacks, I could feel the wetness of Mom's pussy against my leg. My leg pulled back, instinctively, to. ” She is passed from one black man to others fairly regularly and I tag along and watch or I get to clean her up afterwards.” “Nice! What’s the other reason?” “I, well, this is kinda my thing. My one bit of straying. I keep this private.” “Ok. I get it. So, the black guys fuck her and use her and you every once in a while have a fling with a t-gurl. Good for you.” “Yeah. It is. You were incredible. I was wondering, have you, no would you ever want to be a part of a cuckold session. She looked at him in surprise and then shook her head in affirmation. As the meeting broke up she came up to me and whispered ‘My father wishes you to come to his home tomorrow afternoon. He wants you to come alone. This is most unusual and so unlike him!’ I agreed and squeezed her hand. She smiled and turned back to her father nodding I had consented. I didn’t sleep much that night wondering why. I sent the team home the next morning with their instructions regarding what needed to be. I gag and you pull back slightly and start to rock your hips, rhythmically fucking my face. You taste wonderful and I can't wait for you to pump salty cum into me. My hand snakes back between my legs and I stroke myself, my fingers sliding over my clit and into my waiting pussy, you smile at the slurping noise as I frig myself and plunge as many fingers in as I can manage. Your breathing alters and I know you are close, you pull back slightly and take hold of your cock and begin to wank.