Oh fuck.”She pushed with all her weight behind me knees and leaned up coming to a stop. I could feel my ass clutching at the huge strap on wanting i... to fuck me some more. I could see her reach up over my head and turn on a lamp. The light hit my chest and I could see the sweat glistening on my mom’s face, her hair sweaty and her breasts shining. She started stroking away at my ass again.“Oh yes baby, cum for mommy. Show mommy what a big boy you are.”She pounded away at my ass with complete. I assured her I was alone, hoping that she would offer to pop round. That wasn't what was on her mind."You asked me once," she said, almost without preamble, "about bisexuality." I remember." You were fishing to find out if that was my line of country." Oh well ..." No need to be coy. It was understandable." There was a longish silence. I said nothing, though I was impatient to know where this was leading. Eventually, I heard her take in a deep breath. "This is confidential, isn't it?" Isn't it. The two hunters came upon a river so wide that neither could see the other shoreline. The water moved swiftly and carried in it all manner of debris. The water was brown from all of the soil that it collected from the banks as it moved down to the great sea. As they walked along the southern bank of the river, they came to another village, their first in almost a full moon of time. They walked in and were welcomed, and were brought to the trading fire. They found much interest in the goods that. But when the opportunity came I couldn't pass it up. I want you to be happy." His dad told him. Damian and his dad were very close. They looked more like brothers instead of father and son. Being half black and half spaniard it was not hard for people to mistake them for brothers. Hell, his dad used that line plenty of times to get him some action. "I know dad but we didn't have to move did we?" Damian asked in curiosity and frustration. "Yes we did son, in order for me to take the job we had.