Oneof my friends had married a black guy, and shesuggested I meet one of his friends. I decided againstit because my father had always told me that if... I everbrought a black man home he would disown me. Which wasstrange, because I had never once mentioned black men,and in any case my father didn’t have anything todisown me with. I found out later, by the way, that my mother had oncehad a fling with a black guy who had got her pregnantand dad had paid for the abortion. Wow! This was such. The response from the host was to suggest that it was normal and most boys do it. Mum burst out laughing asking if I did, my response was a muted “umm, errr” and she gasped and said “Oh my god, you did, you naughty little perv”. “no, no I didn’t”, I said frantically but she didn’t believe it. She got up and went to her handbag pulled out a pair of knickers and said (as she giggled) there you go, have fun with that. I said I didn’t do that and that if I did it wouldn’t be a clean pair. She was. "Not as much as you liked seeing me in them," I joked back. "But in all honesty, I guess it did turn me on. First it was just the different sensation of the fabric, and I guess knowing how taboo it was. But then I could feel the warmth in the crotch from where you pussy had sat all day. And that really got me excited. Then to top it all off, you kept on teasing me about wearing them and for some odd reason that really turned me on." "Me too, and I have no idea why." she said back. Another. I had already made a mess in Mom so I went back in and made the mess bigger. I took lots of nude pictures of Mom too. After all I might never get another chance.I put a T-shirt on Brandi and pulled the covers up over her.I visited Mom two more times before it was my bedtime. I got on the Internet and looked around for information about the date rape drug. I learned a lot. Then I looked around for a way to clean out Mom’s pussy. A douche was the most popular way. I found two bottles under the.