Got no time

Not waiting for a response, Keenan pushed me down onto the living room floor and pushed my stockinged legs apart, getting down to his knees between them. The full extent of his naked black body towered powerfully over me as he pushed my wet panties aside to reveal my stiff little dick and puckered white asshole. Still smirking hungrily at me, he licked his thick black index finger and then shoved it right up my hole.

"Oh God!" I practically screamed as my studly black son shoved his wet finger into my ass.

Even that one big black finger was at least the size of my little white dick, putting me further to shame as I glanced down at my lingerie clad body and saw how totally my opposite my powerful black adopted son was. I could only squirm and wriggle, gasp and sigh as Keenan expertly stretched my tight virgin ass out with first one finger and then a second, getting me ready for what was inevitably about to come.

"Are you ready Mom for your first black dick?" he asked, "Tell me you want it."

"Oh, Keenan, son, yes. Take me. Fuck Momma's tight little hole with your big black beast," I begged, "I want your hard manhood buried right inside me! I'm begging, use your Mom like your personal whore!"

Still kneeling over me, he grabbed my ankles in his powerful grasp and put my feet, still in their four inch scarlet heels, up on his shoulders, pulling my virgin white ass up towards him. From here, his hands ran lasciviously down my thighs, black digits all over red lace and white flesh, before grabbing my ass cheeks and pulling them open. In one move his rock hard black member pushed my white hole open and I was impaled. Even with just the thick head inside me I felt filled up and there was the whole of his monster shaft to go. I didn't know if I could take it, but I knew more than anything I ever had that I wanted to.

And before I knew it, I was being fucked. And it was better than I had ever dreamed of in all those years of dressing in my wife's clothes. The feeling of wearing her sexy red lingerie, lingerie that I'd bought her as a present knowing that I would love to wear it, was incredible, but it was nothing compared to the feel of a strong black man holding me down, pushing my ass open and thrusting his dick inside.

Soon the man I had thought of for years as the son for me to be in control over had almost half his black hardon inside me, more than the whole length of my little meat, and was pounding it in and out, rocking my dainty white body back and forth. The pain of being impaled was beginning to numb and was being replaced by the pleasure of giving my whole body up to black power, of being stimulated in nerves I never knew I had.

"That's it, yes, give to me, son," I moaned, "Fuck your mom with all your strong black power!"