Grace had always considered herself to be a member of the privileged classes and knew that she was a bit biased against the unfortunate boys and girls...with two strikes against them in a society that favored winners above all else. After all she was at the top of the class in the grade system and she had always thought the kink in her hair was due more to natural curl rather than genetic predisposition.Her mom’s skin was the same tone as hers. It was sort of darkish brown like a natural suntan. He savored her sweet taste and musky scent that caused his own cock to grow and harden. He quickly unfastened his pants and freed his growing erection, ready for more when he knew it was time. She grabbed his hair, guiding him, pulling him, wanting more. He knew she was close and that she needed to cum, and cum hard. He licked, sucked, and fingered her as she moaned and squirmed. Her breathing became labored and soon her juices came pouring out, soaking his face and fingers as she screamed and. Despite the strangeness of his anatomy, there was no doubt in Jacob's mind that the being standing before him was his father. "I am Eragryn", his father said, his voice full of strength and power, yet strangely somehow dispassionate. "You're my father", Jacob asked, although he wasn't sure why he felt the need for confirmation. "I am", Eragryn replied; his skin, which was completely exposed, was a deep maroon color, his hair jet black. "And, since you are here, I can only assume Elena has. Feeling a little more fun and courageous, she started to tease him some more. Sticking out her ass as she stripped her pants down, she looks over her shoulder to give him a sultry look. She turns around and let’s her jeans drop. Stepping out of them, she smiles. Underneath all the warm winter clothes, she was wearing a red laced bra and panties. The see through material showed her pink skin underneath, pulling him in even more. She walks toward him slowly, swaying her hips from side to side and.