A fling. I like him. He likes me.”“All right.”“Clint, you don’t need me to tell you how important you are in my life.”He shrugged, Mr. Con...ersation.I tried a different tact, “Look if you come to Kansas City — I want you to come to Kansas City — I’m all yours. I’ll drop everything to be with you. I mean ... well, it depends on work, but other than that...”He nodded. Mr. Noncommittal. His silence was like a boulder.I bit back a sharp retort. This was how breakups occurred. Permanent damage. I. The woman was slender but her body was packed with muscles like a body-builder and she wore absolutely zero make-up to spoil her hard-nosed looks with cosmetic femininity I jumped into my Camaro with a youthful spring in my step just thinking about Cuba’s fine ass just waiting for me to bring her back to my bedroom and some bending over time and fun for all.Of course, at the time I had no idea of the shit that Cuba was in with the gangs down here in the South Shore and that she had some. Knowing that my brother wouldn’t make the first move, I told Mom to make it. Later that evening when my sister and brother had fallen asleep, I followed Mom into Joey’s bedroom. After she entered the room, I closed the door behind us and turned on the light. As Joey stirred from his slumber he looked towards us as I removed Mom’s nightgown from her body. Joey's eyes grew wide and the effect was immediate on his cock as the sheet covering him soon started to rise by his waist. Mom walked over to. I could feel my body tensing, ready to climax. Throwing my head back, his thrusts became quicker more dominant. The orgasm was building up and with a long moan I arched my back as pure pleasure exploded through me, his fingers were still in me. Pressing on my g spot. Making my wet pussy pulse from the orgasm. Before I realised, he was crouching between my spread legs. I could feel his hot dick sliding against my wetness. I could see the hunger on his face as I gazed at him. I wanted it, I.