I thought at the time she was enjoying it, sort of like a plain girl’s power trip. She replied that might be nice. I knew I was in. I knew Becky was...pregnant, but I didn’t care, I wanted to know the feeling the inside of her pussy bad. Her office was in the same building as the conference and we met on the highest floor near some classrooms under renovation. She was very much as I remembered her, same hair, same skin, but something had changed. She had around pregnant belly and full round. I motion for him to come over....his dick is soft about 8 inches of pure Jamaican meat....his dick is longer than his dreads!I introduce myself and Mors...he said his name was L.J. Lawrence Johnson...I joked and said that's one damn big Johnson!!...I offered him a blowjob but his said he would love to fuck the chocolate teen...Mors he's three inches more than me and you can handle son....you'll be fine baby boy....your first uncut and BBC in your ass...I pull out and L.J. slips in. "Your dad is a wonderful pussy eater. He's had a lot of practice on me." Can I taste you?" I asked, a little hesitant. Father's tongue toyed with my pussy lips, stirring my lust."I would love that, baby girl."She straddled my face, her beautifully waxed pussy descending to my lips. Father buried his face into my hairy snatch, and I realized that I wanted to have a bald cunt just like Mother. Father's tongue felt amazing, rough and wet, as he explored my folds. I tried to copy what he was doing. As I stepped through the door, I could see Cindy with a glass of wine sitting on a stool at the kitchen counter. She turned as I came through the laundry room. “Oh, honey, how’s the leg?”“Hi babe, it’s more of a groin pull and while it hurts like crazy, I’ll probably be fine in a few days. I didn’t even bother seeing a doctor. I deserve this for being so stupid to turn back to talk with someone while walking down stairs. What a putz!” I said as I relied on the cane to get me to the.