She kept smiling as she touched herself. It was one hell of a tease.I watched Mom warily for her reaction as I opened the slit in my pajama front, and...my cock came out.Mom swiveled in her desk chair and was facing me. I flinched, thinking she was going to yell at me. She opened her legs. “Come on baby, do it. Let’s me see you do it.”I grabbed my cock and started jerking off. The stag film completely forgotten. The projector whirred in the background, light from the projector and the flicker of. Not that I’m putting him on a pedestal or anything but he is a good man and he treats me great. Of course, I told myself I wouldn’t get too attached to any man no matter how wonderful because I still remember what Timothy Henderson did to me. But that was before. I’m carrying Jean-Francois’s unborn son or daughter. This changes everything. I head to the kitchen and take some tea from the fridge. I sit in the living room and turn on BET. They’re playing Coming To America, along with other Black. The position she was sleeping in was a direct invitation for me to lick her chut.I sat on my knees on the floor across her and started sniffing her out from her armpit to her legs. This act just made my lund stiffest. I slowly climbed on the bed. I slowly lifted her legs one at a time and kept them away from each other.There was no reaction from her. I kept my hand on her chut and started to rub it slowly. Since there was no light in the room, I could not see the reaction on her face. I was. Aislyn was pissed. But Lorraine said, “She’s younger than McKinley, but it’s an honest mistake with the number of wrinkles that she’s forced to cover up every morning.”“I’m twelve years younger than McKinley! And I don’t have wrinkles, mother!”Aislyn possessed the same uncanny ability to shoot invisible daggers out of her eyes. Fortunately, Cromwell interrupted the tense scene. “Mr. Stewart, your brother, Dominic, rang to say that he will be late for the visitation at Morizzo’s but will be.