She resumed the position and I entered her fuck hole from the rear and fucked her with my black cock again with long, pounding strokes. My slut moved ...ack and forth, meeting my thrusts with her own. My heavy balls were banging loudly against the back of her nylon covered thighs. Before long I was pumping my black seed into her welcoming white married hole, even though I always carried a couple of rubbers with me, her original master wanted her to use them but they were used only when I was to. "But why? Why, Ricky? Why did you do this awful thing to me?"I didn't think that it was wise at this point to tell her that I was just giving her what I knew she wanted. Later I would tell her about overhearing the conversation, but right now I didn't want to make her feel any guiltier than she probably already did. I was willing to take all the guilt upon myself. I had realized that I was taking a terrible chance, and now it appeared that my one blissful sexual encounter with my mother was. Her lips parted and she slowly took my 7 inches into her mouth. I dropped my hands down to her head and ran my fingers through her hair, pulling her mouth over my cock. I could feel her tongue running over my head while she gently sucked my pre-cum into her mouth. Her hands cupped my balls and firmly yet gently caressed them.I gestured for her to stand up. As she stood up I took her into my arms and held her tight against me, I could feel her stomach pressing against my cock. As I kissed her I. I started to tremble, damning my loud mouth. But then she leaned in again, ever so slowly. Was she going to kiss me? My breath hitched and my lips parted on their own volition. Her short, hard breathes filled my mouth, and that little buzz between my thighs turned into flaming heat. She giggled. “You think I’m too prude to allow a little uppity bitch do what she’s born to do?” She let go of my chin, only to reach downwards without the slightest hint of hesitation and stick her hand inside my.