She lifted her butt up for me to slide them down to her knees. She wore blue panties with smiley faces on them. "The panties too," she said. I pulled,...she lifted, and underneath was a dark brown tuft of hair at the top of a body part I'd never seen before. Where her penis should be was a fleshy sort of wallet shaped place. Little fuzzies grew down the sides of it, and she shifted I could see a red color inside her.I realized I was staring as she pulled her fingers across it, parting the opening. My parents Louis and Marie Jeanne Fleur moved to Quebec from the island of Haiti in the 1990s. We’ve been living here ever since. I recently converted to Islam, which stunned my Haitian family since I was raised Christian. Folks, God is not a white man. Also, the real Jesus Christ was a middle-eastern Jewish man, not the Aryan that European art and propaganda made him out to be. Christianity has been white-washed, and honestly, it’s weakened the black community. I meet a lot of black folks who. I went through her dress, she asked me to get dress but didn’t ask me to get a bra. I was wondering why she didn’t ask me to get her bra. I came and gave her the dress. She was wearing churidar, she had to change and she asked me to sit outside. So I went outside, but I wanted to see her changing the dress so I suddenly entered the room when she was changing dress I could see her boobs, she was shocked, I apologized to her while watching her boobs, she noticed that and covered herself. Her. “I look for something here, looking like a hard penis…” Suddenly she looked at me and then she smiled and said, “The easiest possibility I didn’t see!” I didn’t know, what she wanted but then she removed the bedcover and said, “Remove your pajama trousers!”I was surprised. “Oh mom, I can’t do this!”She smiled and said, “Oh baby, you are my son, i’ve seen you naked so often, stop making such a fuss!” I removed my pajama trousers and was lying half naked in my bed, alone with my mom. My cock was.