Sometimes, mom used to wake up and realizing my hand inside her dress, she would just pull my hand out and sleep again. I used to act as if I had done...such a thing unknowingly in my sleep. After mom goes back to sleep, I would continue my actions.One night, I and my mom were alone at home. Thinking that mom was fast asleep, I slid my hands under her dress and was rubbing all over her body. I was brushing my dick on her ass over the dress at the same time. Suddenly, mom woke up and turned. Dominating the young small frame little cock white boy i was''time to become a good bottom for bigger cock''''its going to be so good , little cock boy dont worry i know you need this bad , you will see''''your too small, youll see its what you need''opening the shower door pushing me out on all 4 his hand on my hair a firm grip but not pulling to hurt just to control me walking like a dog to my hotel bed''your so smooth , this ass need a good training''''move lil fag , yes follow me like this,. I admired this pussy like I never did with one before. I took some seconds to savior the moment. Inhaling her scent, I probingly tapped her with the finger tip. She screamed, wanting more of my touch. I moved in from the side and was met with wide open legs. She practically pushed her treasures towards me. I finally shook off the spell of watching her and used both hands to pull her labia apart. The pink flesh that I revealed stood in sharp contrast to her dark skin and my excitement rose. I. I wiped a tear away. She was family. My family. I knew at that moment that I'd do anything for her, even if she was a bitch. "Do you love him? Really, down in your heart, love him?" She nodded. "Does he love you?" I think so." Let me tell you what I think. He adores you. I've never seen anybody so pussy-whipped in my life, unless it was me mooning over Joanne. Allen would move mountains for you and then ask if you'd like them rearranged. I don't know how you two ended up with such crappy.