"George, I believe you are in some of the same classes as Layla's daughter."The penny dropped. "So you are Denise's mother!" I exclaimed. Without thin...ing I continued "She sure doesn't get her beauty from strangers."I know it is often claimed that African Americans can't blush, but Layla's nougat complexion got distinctly redder. "You and your Dad are chips off the same block, aren't you?" she laughed out loud. "But yes, I am Denise's mother and it has been mentioned once or twice that we look. She changed his background to a pinkDisney Princesses theme and made his window borders hot pink. She thenchanged his font to Disney and also made it hot pink. This made hiscomputer look like it was owned by a five year old girl. She also set it soTom was unable to delete his browsing history. This way she could chide himwhen he visited porn sites and then take away the ones she didn't want himto visit using the K9 parental control. She knew that if she didn't do thisand then started blocking. Then, I took her to the bathroom where all the action had started and made her bend over the dressing table. She was in an L-shape with her back still unchained.I caressed her back from under her blouse and completely took off her blouse. She was wearing a black bra underneath. The contrast of her white skin with black bra was driving me crazy. I wanted to fuck her brains out then and there.I unhooked her bra and took it off and grasped her mangoes from behind. They were so soft that I cannot. I look up to see the head of the dragon looming over me while I have my body pressed against its chest. Absolute fear has left me paralyzed. All I can do is look up at it while it looks down on me. I dare not move for fear that it may chase me down and consume me in a bloody fury. But its eyes are curious, its head cocking from side to side while it sizes me up. It had to be at least seven feet tall with a wingspan of twenty feet. As I stood there locked in fear, its massive wings slowly came.