I grew up in your traditional Mexican home, my father worked his ass off and my mom stayed home. We were one of a few Hispanic families growing us in South Central Los Angeles, where the majority of the population was black. My father knew very little English and my mother ever less. This was back in the late late 80s…. my mother about 5’9” 190lbs thick woman with nice big C cups with big dark nipples.
By then I had already had seen her nude a handful of times and known that she loved to keep her pussy nicely trim and shaved lips. I was in my teens and would dump loads thinking of her and seeing her from my favorite hiding spot. But one summer day, knowing that my house would empty I ditch class and headed home to play video games. I was in my room playing Nintendo when I hear the front gate roll open and I run to the window to see my mom getting home. I turn everything off and hide in my closet. My mom eventually makes her way into the house and goes straight to her room. I’m hiding in the closet thinking of how to sneak out without being noticed.