I went to visit her, but nothing much had change in Greensboro. The traffic was even worse than I remembered, and the air was filled with even more te...sion. I couldn’t wait to leave and get back home.All that change convinced me early on in that first year that I needed to get used to the new facts of life. I was probably going to spend my life alone. Honestly ‘The Haven’ began to look better all the time.My business, or hobby as Thia called it, kept on growing and evolving. My clients were. When Kimberly asked why, Quanesha told her that Black men like to see white sluts in high heels. Kimberly didn’t want to put up a protest yet so she went along with Quanesha and tried to mimic her steps. It was hard. She almost fell a couple of time. But then she began liking the way that her ass naturally swayed back and forth as she walked. She thought it was naughty and realized why Black men liked to have white sluts wear high heels.Quanesha called a halt and said that Black Daddy would be. We both played on the beach and got drenched in the water. Because of that, my t-shirt got stuck to the body and my curves got exposed. I could notice my son enjoying the view. I realized my chance here and I began to expose more. For almost every other wave I fell on my son on purpose. The smart boy also utilized his chance well.He managed to hold my hip, touch my boobs and body whenever the opportunity was provided. I also noticed his manhood bulge in his shorts and I felt so happy and told. I was bending myself backwards, sometimes, and also, keeping my eyes tight shut, and moaning as well.-aaah….www…sss…h!-I was slowly struggling on the mattress. After a while, he kissed me down to my pussy, as usual, taking off my lower garments. Within seconds, I was completely naked.Then he took off his lower garments, and his cock was now much erect, pointed towards me. He asked,-wanna suck it?-I smiled, took it in my right hand and started eating it. I sucked it very lightly, though. I now.