Honest.”Mom wiped a tear from her son’s eye, called him a cry baby.“Shut up, mom.”And then she started rubbing herself up against him.Shayne p...ulled himself away from her.“No, mom. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said what I said. Let’s just forget about it and…”Mom told him to shut up and she started rubbing herself up against him again. Shayne could feel his mom’s pussy rubbing up against him. She was proper grinding her pussy over his cock, smiling when she realized her son was getting hard.“Mom,. I had been ducking her calls since the night she made me lick her ass while I was riding a dildo in my living room with gay interracial porn on in the background. This was the third time she had called today. I decided I should answer, otherwise she would just come over anyway. “Hi Tori.”“Whatcha doin tonight?” She started right off with. “Nothing really. Just gonna watch tv, chill out.”“Ya wanna do something with me?” She sounded mischievous.“Um...Like what?” I sounded nervous; or maybe. Then She met Butch, and he moved in soon after.Butch was Mom's first black man. Mom was crazy about him. I used to listen to them fucking every night. She was always hanging on him, treating him like he was a king, massaging him, kissing on him. He didn't like me much. He treated me nice when Mom was around, but when we were alone he mostly ignored me. I think it was because I wasn't the most masculine 18 year old . In fact, looking back on it, I was a downright sissy. I loathed athletic. "Oh really," I say. "I think this family is only big enough for one boyin a dress." I look directly at Mark."That's your cue to apologise dumbarse," Clare says to her betrothed.But she does so for him."He doesn't really think that. About you. He's just a jerk. Although itwill still serve you better to get laid so you don't feel the need topaw my fianc? Kimberley," she adds. "Unless you already have?" None of your business," I reply."That's a no then." That's a please stay at Mark's." Okay then..