I have fantasized about her as far back as I can remember.Now I am peaking in mom's room and she is completely naked with one foot up on the bedpost. ...n the tv is two black guys pounding a little white girl. I couldn't believe what I am seeing. She is masturbating with a long dildo. I have dreamt of this. Not sure what to do when mom says, "Either come in and help mommy or go away." I stepped inside her room. She looks at me and says, "bro do you want to help mommy?" I said, "Yes" with a creaky. "Baby, are you afraid of the storm too?" I asked as I entered his room."Yes. Storms always upset me. I don't like them and I am frightened of the lighting," he replied."Me too. I hate these bad storms. Why don't you come to my room and we can sleep in my bed until it passes," I suggested, not thinking anything about it. That was what a mother was suppose to do, right? Comfort her son in times like this."You don't mind?" he asked."Of course not. Why should I mind? You are my son now and I would. He asked me to join him on the mattress and I sat next to him. He noticed I was a little shy and asked if I had been with guys before. I told him I had been with girls but never had the opportunity to see what I liked about guys.Tom was rubbing his cock smiling, he licked his lips and asked if it was ok if we took our clothes off. I said sure, trying to sound casual about it and he grabbed his shorts by the waistband and ripped them off. His cock was still rock hard, a glorious 9" and very. Now both her hands were on my legs, caressing them up until they met on my crotch, joined by her face. A big bulge was now visible through my trousers, she gladly noticed it and began to caress my cock with a hand, while the other massaged my testicles. Still rubbing she unbuttoned my trousers, I was so hard that my shaft emerged from my pants, a few inches from her mouth, I could feel her breath on my skin exciting me even more, then, with her sharp teeth, she literally tore my pants off,.