This time it took longer, but soon enough, Ashlynn was writhing and moaning. At last, it must have occurred to her, and she finally said “Please Jo...n…Please Stop…”Setting the Hitachi aside, I raised up so that I was over her. It may have seemed as though I was about to untie her, but instead, I looked at her with a knowing smile. Her pussy was so fucking wet, there was no resistance at all to two of my fingers, and I began to plunge them in and out her, very fast.“Oh…AHHHH-!!!!!” Ashlynn. She looked so lovely and sexy like this. I knew I shouldn’t be doing this because she was my mother, but I couldn’t help myself and I started masturbating whenever I saw her hanging clothes from the clothesline; I always made it a point to come to the window and look at her surreptitiously from behind drawn curtains. I started keeping a closer watch on my mother during the holidays. It had almost been a year since my father’s marriage and he had resorted to his dirty games again; he was back to. He is a black man, very black. His parents had come from Jamaica. He is 6'1" and weighs about 190 pounds. They have one son, Jake who is a year younger than me and a good friend. You do not see any Asian in his looks. He looks a lot like his dad. He is not quite as black and probably ten pounds lighter. They have been our neighbors and friends for almost ten years. On the floor a couple feet away was Mom. She was on her hands and knees and her snow white body was sandwiched between the. “What are you looking for, Stevie?”“I’ll tell you what I’ve found,” I replied.“Oh my God. What?” she asked.“I’ve found the most wonderful place on the planet,” I said, and she reached behind to give me a playful slap.“Silly boy,” she admonished. “You’re excited, aren’t you? I can feel your heart beating from here.”“I am excited,” I admitted. “Of course I’m excited. This is the thing I love most and it’s extra thrilling because… it’s you.”“Oh be quiet,” she said and slapped me again. “Listen. If.