Main bola haa. Uski aankho me chamak aa gyi. Maine thodi si choclate uski pussy pe lgayi or usko chatne lga. Wo sihar uthi n aahhhhh ummmm karne lgi. ...ain chatta rha or apni jeebh se uski pussy ko sahlata rha. Tbhi uski pusy seajeeb sa liquid aa gya. But us time me sex me kho gya tha to pee gya usko. Phir maine nipplas ko chusa or usko ulta kar k puri kamar ko kiss kiya n gaand ko dbane lga. Ab baari uski thi to usne meri jeans nikal di n underwear k upar se kiss kiya. Main bola sirf upar se to. Brock flashed a sneer-like smile, then blurted out. “Bitch you must think I’m fucking stupid. You ain’t nothin but a cock chasing hoe, and a black cock chasing hoe at that.” “No Brock…please don’t speak to me like that.”‘Why not, it’s the truth…isn’t it…isn’t it.” He charged.“I’m telling you Brock, your son Braxton may appear like an average k** to you but because of his size and favor he’s gain as an important part of the football team, he throws his weight around and he forced me…“Forced you. "So what about these online friends of yours?" my mom asks, pointing to the computer."Well, they are fun to hang out with.. But they usually live so far away." I reply, feeling my cock grow harder. I keep smoking my bowl, talking with my mom. " Can I try some?" my mom asks, sliding closer to me. " I always wanted to try." she admits. "Sure mom, stand up here," I say, helping her up. I hold the pipe against her lips, and light the bowl for her. She takes a puff like she is smoking a cigarette,. I ask this so that I can have a picture of you and her in my mind when I think of you as I have done often in the past with tears and a sore heart. At least if you come I will have a picture of you both in my mind when I do so in the future.I wanted to sign this as being from your loving mother, but that would be a travesty and difficult for you to swallow.I just plead with you to let me see you one last time if only because I am the woman who bore you.She has just signed it and left it to.