" I already know where babies come from, Mom." I giggled a little and maybe blushed, but not too much. She knew I knew, cause she'd told me, mostly."I...know you do, Jen. I just don't want to see you grow up thinking that just because you're a woman, you have to be..." she thought for a second, " ... weak. I want you to be strong." Like you?" I asked, not really teasing her, but not really understanding what she meant either."Like me, yeah." Mom smiled. "There are a lot of weak women out there. It seems impossible that it’s only been nine months since I was last on the streets of Caracas. The weather here makes me think of racing each other down the alley behind La Casa in flopping sandals, when you would always let me win. Remember that time you bet a vendor for his last piece of fried banana, and gave your winnings to me? Never has a banana been so sweet. You were so nice to me, the little girl who wasn’t more than a kid herself and not very helpful. But you always made me feel like. She must have realized I was gonna move at my own pace and stopped trying to guide my head. She released my head and was now squeezing both of her breasts, alternating between squeezing her entire breast in each hand, then almost roughly pulling and squeezing her nipples. I spent several minutes caressing her inner walls as I started giving long slow licks on her clittie. It was starting to peek it’s head out of the hood so now I was licking directly over it, and she jerked each time.I rotated. She kept a tight grip on my ass till my cock stopped pulsing inside her. The other couple finished up a minute or two before us and had been watching us. Mary was out of breath and very satisfied with my performance. She definitely had a glow about her. It was little strange to be standing there with my cock in Mary talking to these other two people, both are naked also and had just fucked. The other guy puled up his pants and left. Mary and I started to fuck again while her friend stood there.