You will soon learn to do your best for Connie." Eventually I stopped crying.Part 2 : New LearningConnie took off the blindfold. I shook my head and l...oked around me. I saw the room was small and cold, just bare walls and a tiled floor. There was a rubber mat on the floor and where the floor dips down was a toilet with a shower head by it over a floor drain.A black skinned girl stood in front of me. She looked African. Her face was finely boned as if made from some black porcelain. Her black. Now I have to get ready for your dinner Birthday boy. she turned and started towards the stairs and I relized for the first time what a perfectly shaped ass my Mom had in her jeans. and i watched her shake it all the way upstairs, What suprised mye was I didnt find the thought wierd or gross. Mom came back down and was dressed to the Ts. A slinky low cut dress and no bra,and it was so short you could see the top of her stocking when she bent over. Damn Mom! I exclaimed. Thank you, she said.. She loved every minute of it!She knew it was wrong. She knew she should be the strong one. It was mind blowing that she let her son dominate her like he did. She had no idea what was wrong with her. For the umpteenth she thought about menopause. However, none of the literature said anything about it increasing your desire for incest.Later, that afternoon the three of them were busily loading the RV with supplies for the weekend. John was fastidious. Everything had to be just so. Unusual for. " Perhaps I had only misinterpreted the thigh touches."My question now is," Her voice whispered now. "Whether he is allowed to touch it. That would be his first time." I...uh...so I feel flattered, but I don't really know." If you prefer women, maybe I can motivate you?"She lifted her breasts from the outside and played with them. Two things struck me:1. She was really not wearing a bra.2. Her breasts were hanging damn deep.3. My cock and I liked the sight.Ok, there were three things, but the.