It took her a moment, but I stood at the door watching her for that moment, caught in surprise. She was a beautiful vision in the light blue gray dres.... It had no sleeves, and allowed me to see a hint of her cleavage. I nearly drooled on the spot lost in my own fantasy. ‘Angel!’ she was surprised to see me and stood up, gathering her pocket book. ‘I don’t know why I came here, but I felt I would see you. All day, I’ve thought of you and it was like you were with me.’ I opened my arms and. His mother was half Seminole and half black. He did not know his father, but only that he was a white man who used to be in DC on business a lot. My mother is Filipino and came to the states as a teenager with her mother. She grew up outside of DC in Arlington, Virginia. They both worked for the State Department and had attained high security clearances, along with high executive positions. My oldest sister is really my half sister. My dad was wild in high school and had a daughter before he. She had really cum hard and my hand was covered in her juices. I continued to slide my fingers in and out of her, but softly, as if I were caressing her, just keeping the memories of the orgasm at the forefront of her mind and not quite letting her all the way down from her peak of ecstasy.It took a while, but she finally got her breathing back to normal and she opened her eyes. She looked over at me, her eyelids half closed in relaxed satisfaction and she smiled at me."That," she whispered,. One morning, It was Sunday, Mom was preparing breakfast. She was wearing her black long skirt and a check blue shirt. I woke up and I screamed “MOM” Come here! Something is wrong with me”“Coming” I heard her say. Mom stepped in my room and asked me what was so wrong. I flew off my covers and said, “Look mom, this happened yesterday.” She looked at my standing cock. I thought she would become angry but she said“Now you’re becoming a man, and quit a man I might add”. It looks like we need to have.