Leonard nervously answered the knock on the motel room door, opening to see a tall, very well built black man with a shaved head wearing a leather jacket and jeans.
"Is this Candi's room?" he asked in a deep voice.
"Over here, hun," a cheery female voice called from behind Leonard. The wormy teen stepped out of the way, or else he feared this large man would simply walk over him like he was a puny dog. Leonard closed the door to see his mother, now stripped down from her elegant blouse and skirt to a skimpy outfit that made him wonder if she had any shame at all. She wore a lingerie ensemble made of teal silk; her bra, defying gravity as they held up her rather large DD's, had golden leaves cascading across the underside of the cups. She hugged the black man before he bent down to plant his thick lips on her mouth, Leonard was frozen in horror as he watched his mom kiss the black man back, it felt like they were making out for ten minutes before they finally broke for air with an audible smack.
"It's good to see you again, Big Tony," Ramona, Leonard's mom, said as she looked the muscular man up and down. He went about removing his jacket, handing it to Leonard who dutifully took it after Tony threatened him to not mess it up as the skinny eighteen year old boy hung it up with the hanger on the rack behind the door; the coat was bigger than him. Tony was wearing a white wife beater undershirt as Leonard couldn't help check out the rest of his mother's body. She wore matching teal panties that didn't fully cover her round ass; a garter belt and matching teal thigh-high stockings without any shoes, so she was barely chest level with the 6'3" black man.
Ramona had ordered her son to come along to film her match with a client, that was when Leonard realized his mom was a sexfighter for hire.
Now standing in his jeans and undershirt, Tony took Ramona's hand and lead her over to sit on the edge of bed. She snapped her fingers and told Leonard to start recording; the lamp in the background on the nightstand added appropriate backlight as Leonard stood in the corner with the Sony camcorder, so heavy he had to prop it up on his shoulders even though it was only a few pounds.
Tony and Ramona kissed some more before he started moving his way down Leonard's mother's neck with little pecks as she purred. He broke away and reached behind Ramona's back to unclasp her bra as she slowly pulled it away by herself, teasing the large black man.
"It's been so long since I saw those sexy tits of yours," Tony said as his eyes were drawn like magnet's to Ramona's large, full breasts. Even for being forty-two, her melons sagged very little despite their girth.
"You have something 'big' I haven't seen for awhile either," Ramona smiled as she rubbed the bulge in Tony's jeans. She slowly got down on her knees, unzipping Tony's fly gently as the outline of a obelisk seemed to pop out of his pants. He wore black boxer briefs; Ramona cooed as she gazed at the large missile pointed upwards. Tony lifted his hips as Leonard watched his mom wiggle the black man's jeans down around his ankles.