"Sonya trailed off as she noticed that Dash was dressed in a suit. Dash saw her face and said, "No, I'm not a guest, but how do you think I got in? I ...old the maid who answered the door that I was. Now, tell me where the playroom is, and I'll collect Dylan and go." You are not taking my son out of this house." He's my son, too, you know." You walked out on me nine years ago, when I turned down your marriage proposal. You haven't been to see Dylan since, and he looks upon Francis as a father.. I spent the next twenty minutes looking at pictures of my mother at a lake house. There were pictures of her topless and sunning on the bow of a boat, naked on her tummy with her bare ass showing, and swimming in the lake with her breasts floating. There was one of her holding onto a white man's cock as she was about to slide it into her mouth. I recognized Mom's wedding ring, so I knew this must be my father's cock.There were a few videos in this folder. One was a fun one of Mom being. She moaned into my mouth as she sucked my tongue deep into hers. Her inexperience was evident, but her enthusiasm more than made up for it. I didn’t even mind the braces.As our tongues continued to battle, I slowly started pumping her, using a slight rolling of my hips to slide in and out an inch or so at a time. She winced the first few times, but then started rocking back, wordlessly letting me know that she was ready for more.I increased both the tempo and force; she used her legs to keep me. **Note from the Author: Special thanks to all of the folks who gave mefeedback on my first story, it was greatly appreciated.