He looked at me as if I was throwing him out. “Hey buddy, I'm only asking if you need to pee,” I assured him. At that, he scampered out the door a...d disappeared into the shadows. I waited a few moments, and when I didn't see or hear any more from him, I figured he was gone for the evening and dejectedly closed the door, but before I could sit back down on my bed, I heard a scratching at the door. I opened it up and he looked up at me with those bright brown eyes, waited just a brief second, and. But as the time approached for us to get married, she reiterated it once again. "If we're to get married, I want a black baby." She added: "But if that's something you don't want, then we should call off the wedding. Okay?" By then I was too much in love with Marisa to do that, and so we set about making actual, concrete plans for accomplishing that!A girlfriend of Marisa's, who'd been divorced a year earlier, and who had become a huge fan of Mandingo Parties (something I'd never heard of at. His body was ringing the morning bell, and so was his erection. It even felt a little sore, like a muscle overused. He didn’t mind. Then he opened his eyes and saw that it was dark. And she was next to him.Ginger was curled on her side toward him. Her hair fanned across the blanket and one knee was bent, turning her body inward. Her top arm lay across her breasts, pressing them together in a fantastic display of cleavage. She was completely naked. By the time Caleb’ eyes reached the end of her. She had me rub her nipples and pinch them. When I started to reach under the covers, Mom pushed them down. Pulled her knees up, and opened her legs wide. She had not done that for the other guys. I was special and she didn’t tell me that it was time to stop either. My whole hand was wet and all of my fingers had been in her pussy even my thumbs.Then she asked, “Do you want to fuck me? It’s still your birthday…until midnight. You are thirteen, you are the man of the house, and now you can.