“Now, get on your knees and suck it.” Angel was astonished at Jamal’s cock. Even soft it was nearly as big as Ken’s when hard, but much thi...ker in its soft state. It swung free from the shorts as a black cobra dancing to the sound of the swami’s flute. Angel knew that she wanted to taste the black meat already beginning to grow in front of her, but she attempted to protest. “But someone will see.” She was trying to make excuses to herself. “I don’t think….”“I said get on your knees and. I bent my head and planted my lips over hers.From the corner of my eyes, I saw the door opened and Mansi entered in the room. I smiled at her as she stood in a stunned silence. Mother's eyes were covered with my face and thus she could not see Mansi entering the room. She continued wailing unashamedly.I gestures Mansi to keep silence, and to move away to a safer place where mother could not see her. Mansi silently shut the door and hid behind the curtain. I began pumping mother again.My mind. I was in bed with my mother again. "God, that just sounds nasty!", I thought to myself. At least I hadn't woke up to find my hands touching my mother where I shouldn't be. That had happened more then just a couple times. At those times, I would ever so slowly move them from impropriety, with the utmost care. I was sure if my mother, the very proper Lorna Hagen were to awake and find my hand anywhere near her breasts or God forbid her vaginal region she would have been consumed by shame.It was. She "allowed" me to finger her to another orgasm, the bubbles in the water bursting against her spread legs and she squealed in lustful delight as she bucked her hips and rode my fingers to her climax.She gave me a deep kiss and ran her hands over my body after she finished and she gestured to do the same, but I was sexed out and as much as I would have enjoyed it, told her that I would want to wait until later. She giggled and whispered in my ear that since I had met her I had turned down sex.