I never figured my Mom would care so much about having custody ofme. She told me it was because she loved me too much to have me turnout like my fathe.... She was very proud of her "little man," and shebragged about me all the time. Maybe she bragged too much, becausesometimes I caught Mom's friends and our neighbors rolling their eyesas Mom went on and on about what a perfect son I was and what a greatman I was destined to be.Mom was concerned enough that she even hired this bitchy womanlawyer,. "Oh god Caesar," I moaned. The dog was like a machine. He was pounding it into me faster that you can imagine. His big furry balls were slapping against me with each thrust. After another five-ish minutes I had another very satisfying orgasm. "Ooohhh Caesar, ooohh fuck!" I moaned.The big fuckin' dog was panting audibly. His saliva was dripping on my back when I felt him thrust hard, pushing a big lump into my vagina. "Caesar what the hell did you do?" I asked and turned my head to look at him.. I didn't want to push things and be rough and tough with her...rather I just let her do what she wanted as if to say: "I want you to enjoy and have fun with my cock Mom...do what you wouldn't do with your husband".I can tell she hadn't given head a lot...she even admitted in the past that she hated doing that with her husband and rarely ever gives him head. At this point I nudged her backwards onto the bed and pulled her panties off. She just kind of squirmed as I did, half acknowledging what. Nesho joined her as they both sat down."Stay here, you two. I'll be back pick you up in a bit." Dent wanted it to sound like a command if any were listening but not so harsh as to hurt his already overly distraught cousin. The pilot started up the steps and Dent followed. Going up the stairs he turned back to look and saw Nesho leaning over talking softly to Sosho holding Sosho's trembling hands in hers.Cresting the top of the stairs Dent immediately saw the layout of the Death Grip's piloting.