Till then I made my mom feel pleasured. I fucked her pussy, licked it, inserted my dick and I did everything that I shouldn’t do to my mom. It was o...ly at the evening, we both got discharged completely.We started getting ready for the birthday party. We both bathed together, wore some stylish dress and made my mom dress properly, so that all eyes will be on her. We went on my bike. Their house was only 5 km from my house. When we reached their, the house were full of guests. There were many. There was no indication of distress or dislike beyond the faintest look of scorn in her pale blue eyes. So for the past few months, I had stopped trying to get her to wear clothes, and she had padded about the apartment without making a sound. She was clean enough, even tidying my mess once in a while, and she would generally stay out of sight if I was occupied with my work, but if I decided on a night of TV and Pizza, she would enter the room and silently sit in the corner by the door, and. Wes arrived a couple hours later, after most of the party had died down. He slipped into her room, and woke her up to let her know he was there. He told her he couldn’t believe she was sleeping with all that noise. She admitted that she had had a couple of drinks, and apparently it was too much for her, so she had lain down and went to sleep. She refrained from telling him about her little adventure with Greg. However, she couldn’t stop thinking about it. Kaitlyn and Wes did their normal make. I loved that she'd done that. I loved her a little right then too. I need some affection when I'm with a woman. The closeness is what I really crave and it felt to me like I was getting exactly that back from her. I looked at her. God she was beautiful. Like an African Queen I'd seen in a movie many years ago. I've been kind of obsessed with black women for years, but I truly believed that I'd never seen a more beautiful woman in my life. I wanted this creature, this Goddess standing there, so.