I remembered how she had licked her fingers lustily that evening. “Please.” She pleaded.“Oh, alright” I caved and took out the cake from the f...idge. “But only because you are the birthday girl.”I cut a fairly large piece on to a plate and brought it to her. Mom was sitting on the bed in my room, which was now her room. “Here” I handed it to her. She took the plate from me and patted the empty space next to her on the bed asking me to sit by her. I promptly obeyed.Mom was thoroughly enjoying her. So im like ok whatever sure. I was looking at how handsome he was though. He had a nice dark chocolate skin tone, with a clear complexion and full lips. I got in and he startd casually talking so i chatted and he drove he got out a blunt and lit it and asked if i smoked and i did so i was like oh for sure appreciate it and we smoked. he drove by my house and said he would hit a few blocks so we could smoke. I agreed. and he quickly ppulled his long chocolate dick from his sweats. It was hard. I sure didn't,” she said turning to face me again. She looked into my eyes for a long moment, she looked away and I was about to ask what we had done. Looking back at me and getting right in my face she said, “Do you know that every time Andy (her husband who died 25 years ago) fucked me I remembered you?"I started saying, "Why would you think of me?" and it was like a flood gate opened to let the memories out. That summer I had spent two months visiting my sister. After the first couple of. It was feeling soooo good. Erection was huge, just kept edging (on the edge of ejaculating but holding off to make it last), it was awesome. I knew that Melissa had gone to bed, I could hear her deep breathing in the next room, I felt confident to get naked to enhance the enjoyment of stroking my hard cock so I took my bath robe off and laid it on a chair across the room and enjoyed the feeling of being naked.I was really getting into it, stroking away watching one of the videos that I made of.