Bear saw me, and gave me a disapproving look. ‘What?’ I asked as we walked through the door. ‘I don’t know why you give that old ass nigga mon...y, he’s just going to smoke it up.’ Bear and I had discussed this before, but he just wouldn’t let it go. ‘This is our hood. If he smokes it up, that money will go right back in my pocket.’ Bear turned, and gave me a look that clearly said, ‘Nigga, please,’ but he rolled his eyes, and let it go. We waved at the Arab that worked most nights, behind the. However, plans with my family prevented that so a backup plan was needed. I suggested I could simply adjust my morning run on Sunday: I would end at her house, grab a quick shower and raid her closet.Raiding her closet would be easy; I'd done it many times before. She's a couple inches taller than my 5'1" frame and her hips & chest are bigger too, but she's always gone for the snug sexy look where I go for comfy and jeans can be rolled. No problem.So I grabbed my toothbrush, hairbrush,. He kissed all over her back, from the end of the spine to the neck, and unhooked her bra. Then Sir turned mom to make her sit facing him astride his lap.He pulled mom closer and hugged her tightly again, and both started smooching, tongues fighting in each other’s mouth, smearing the saliva around and lips getting bitten.A little later Sir started slowly kissing down the neck and removed mom’s top and bra. He then removed the clip from her hair with his fingers and let her hair open.He then. “Peeing really excites you, doesn’t it?” she asked, feeling my penis thicken.Lord help me!She stroked me gently, still peeing in my hand. When she stopped, she said, “It’s my turn. I’m hot and horny.”I groaned deeply. How could she be so raunchy and sweet at the same time?Stepping back, she said, “Let’s wash, and then you can service me.”I burst out laughing. She laughed.“I adore you.”She smiled, obviously pleased, and threw back at me, “So you should. I’m adorable.”In that moment, in a flash.