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CAUTION: This story is not politically correct. It includes the humiliation and degradation of willing and maybe not so willing black women. The "n" word is used liberally.
by Neal
With Myrna off in the kitchen getting Dylan something to drink, Gloria was left alone in the living room with her daughter's boyfriend. Although the white boy's premature ejaculation had brought Myrna's cock sucking lesson to sudden end, he was already eying the older colored woman's ample cleavage as he stood in front of the easy chair opposite her. She had intentionally given him yet another peek down her tank top as she sat back on the couch and he wasn't shy about looking.
"Ain't you gonna sit down?" asked Gloria. "I don't feel right sittin' while a white man stands."
Dylan quickly looked away from the objects of his attention and sat down.
"Oh, sorry," he managed to say.
Gloria figured it was time for another lesson, this time for Dylan.
"If you wanna see 'em, jus' tell me to take it off I'll do it," Gloria told him. "You don't even hafta say nothin' if you don't want to. You can jus' lift my shirt up an' have a nice long look. You can feel on 'em, or squeeze on 'em, or suck on 'em, or do whatever you want. You the boss, Dylan. Tell me what to do."
Gloria knew that Dylan could be assertive once he felt comfortable. She'd heard about how he'd told Myrna to lay down so he could suck on her tits. From the way her daughter described it, he'd almost ordered her to do it. Now, it was just a matter of helping him reach that same level of comfort with his girlfriend's mother.
Dylan looked back towards Gloria, this time meeting her gaze. He seemed to be considering what to do next. She knew he wanted to see her breasts. After all, he couldn't seem to take his eyes off of them. Besides, what teenaged boy wouldn't want to see such a huge set of tits?
"Take it off," said Dylan. "I wanna see."
Gloria could feel her heart pounding. Wasn't this what she'd hoped for?
"Okay," said Gloria submissively.
Her hands already had a hold of the bottom of the blouse so Gloria simply lifted it up over her breasts and over her head, exposing herself to the young white man. She lowered her eyes and allowed Dylan to enjoy the view of her naked mammaries. She couldn't help but notice that there was already a bulge in his jeans. "Wow...," he breathed. "They're so huge..."
Perhaps by themselves, Dylan's words were less than a compliment, thought Gloria. However, taken along with the obvious erection the white boy was sporting, she would take them as such.
"Thank you..., sir," she said softly. "I'm glad you like 'em."
Again, Dylan paused, seemingly struggling with himself for a moment.
"Come over here," he ordered her.
"Yes, sir."
Gloria got up and walked over to where Dylan sat in the easy chair. She stood where he could reach her. Reaching up, the white boy put his hand on the negro woman's naked breast and gently felt it. He moved it over to the other one and gave it a squeeze as well. Her pussy was jumping.
Myrna had returned from the kitchen carrying Dylan's glass of orange juice. She stood and watched from across the room as her boyfriend groped her mother's bare breasts. The colored girl waited for a minute before walking over to them.
As soon as Dylan noticed Myrna approaching, he took his hand back from Gloria's tit. His face was quite red.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt," said Myrna. "You ain't gotta stop 'cause of me."
Dylan's hand went back to Gloria's breasts. Myrna stepped closer and set the glass down on the coffee table. She'd imagined her boyfriend with her mother many times while masturbating, but seeing it happening right in front of her eyes had an even more powerful effect.
"Come here, Myrna," Dylan instructed her.
Taking a couple of tentative steps, Myrna stood next to Gloria in front of Dylan. The white boy's free hand quickly found the colored girl's breasts and he eagerly groped both mother and daughter at the same time. After a minute of this, he relaxed and leaned back in the chair.
"I didn't mean you can only tell me to take my shirt off," said Gloria. "I mean you can tell us to do anythin' you want. If you wanna see more, tell us to finish strippin' down an' we'll do it, sir."
Myrna's face was getting warmer at the idea of actually getting naked for Dylan.
"I like the sound of that," grinned Dylan. "I haven't gotten that far with Myrna yet."
Gloria did a double take before looking over at Myrna.
"You ain't showed yo' black ass off to this nice young man yet?" asked Gloria incredulously.
"Well, no...," Myrna answered bashfully.
"He got a right to see what's his, girl. An' it's yo' place to show it to him."
"Mom, I know that. It's jus' embarrassin'..."
"An' you know that don't matter," said Gloria.
"I know that, too," admitted Myrna.
"Course, most white men I know like a nigga to get embarrassed showin' her stuff off." added Gloria. Turning to Dylan, she said, "Ain't that right, sir? Don't you like seein' her gettin' all shy 'bout showin' off for you even if she knows she gotta do it?"
"Yeah," agreed Dylan. "I love seein' that."
"It ain't my place to tell you what to do, sir," said Gloria. "But, I think you oughta tell her to get naked an' show her stuff off proper."
Gloria was more enthusiastic about embarrassing her than Dylan was, thought Myrna. But, seeing his erection growing in his jeans, the colored girl was ready to humiliate herself for him however he wanted.
"Take your shorts off, Myrna," ordered Dylan.
Myrna felt the command right between her legs. Dylan's growing confidence in taking charge of her was making her feel even more submissive towards him. Before now, she might have hesitated getting naked for him.
"Yes, sir," said Myrna softly.
Pushing her shorts and panties down past her knees, Myrna let them drop to her ankles. Stepping out of them, she stood naked in front of Dylan, her head bowed. Leaning forward in the chair, the white boy reached out and brushed his finger tips against her thick curly black thatch of pubic hair.
"Open yo' legs up, baby," Gloria reminded her daughter softly. "Let him have at yo' coochie."
Moving her feet apart, Myrna squatted down, parting her thighs. Dylan slid his hand between her legs and cupped her vagina. Both teenagers were breathing heavily. The colored girl could feel the white boy slipping a finger between her lips and running it the length of her gash. She gasped and her legs trembled when he touched her sensitive clit.
"Ain't she got a nice pussy, sir?" asked Gloria.
"Oh, yeah," murmured Dylan, seemingly transfixed on Myrna's sex.
The aroma of Myrna's excitement drifted up to her nose and she was instantly even more embarrassed than she had been up until now. Her arousal must be obvious to Dylan. For his part, the white boy kept rubbing the negro's pussy. He looked up at her flushed face for a moment before sliding his finger into her vagina.
It was a little humiliating for Myrna to be standing naked in front of a fully dressed young man and passively allowing him to penetrate her with his finger. However, it was also more than a little arousing and she found herself gently humping Dylan's hand.
"Oh, you got her all embarrassed now, sir!" Gloria said excitedly. "Ain't she adorable that way?"
"She sure is," replied Dylan, never taking his eyes off of Myrna's face.
Myrna found herself the center of attention, her feelings as well as her body. It was beyond embarrassing, but it was also turning her on even more. She started humped Dylan's hand less discretely. He smiled up at her in response.
"You wanna see how a nigga shows herself off proper to her better?" asked Gloria. "You gonna like it, sir. I promise."
"Of course!" Dylan answered. "Tell her."
"Present for the man, girl," Gloria directed her. "Turn 'round an' bend over like a good nigga."
Dylan withdrew his hand from between Myrna's legs. The colored girl whimpered in frustration, instantly missing the feel of his touch on her pussy. She turned her backside to the white boy and bent over.
"Legs open so he can see everythin', baby," instructed Gloria.
Without straightening up, Myrna moved her feet apart.
"That's a good girl," her mother praised her. "Now spread them cheeks fo' the man. He wants to see everythin' you got."
Feeling like a complete whore, Myrna reached behind herself and spread her ass out, knowing that her boyfriend could plainly see her pussy and asshole presented for him. It was the most humiliating and exciting thing she'd done yet.
"Ask if can see everythin' okay," directed Gloria. "Make sure he's satisfied."
Swallowing hard, Myrna tried to find her voice.
"Can you see everythin' you want, sir?" asked Myrna sweetly.
"Fuck...," replied Dylan.
Taking that as a positive response, Myrna realized that humiliating herself this way was getting Dylan more worked up than anything else she'd done.
"Can you see my pussy an' asshole okay, sir?" she went on. "Am I doin' it the way you like?"
"Yeah," rasped Dylan. "You're doin' great..."
"See how she's creamin' up fo' you, sir?" asked Gloria. "Knowin' she's pleasin' a white man gets a nigga all worked up. She can't help it."
Myrna was mortified at her mother's words, but at the same time she knew it was true. She couldn't help it if she tried. Knowing that Dylan was enjoying her so much really did give her pleasure in the same way that having him touching her pussy did.
Without warning, Dylan poked a finger into Myrna's exposed vagina. She gasped as he plunged it in and started moving it around.
"Oh, she likes that, sir," grinned Gloria. "You're a kind man to do a nigga like that."
While continuing to masturbate Myrna, Dylan looked over at her mother, letting his eyes roam over her body. Gloria's pussy tingled in response.
"Take your shorts off, too, Gloria," ordered Dylan.
"Yes, sir," Gloria replied.
Hastily pushing her shorts down to her ankles, Gloria stepped out of them and stood facing Dylan. She moved her feet apart and submissively bowed her head.
"Wow," said Dylan. "You don't have any hair down there."
"No, sir," said Gloria. "I know how white mens like seein' what they gettin'. You like seein' my pussy all bald fo' you?"
"Yeah, I do."
With his finger still in Myrna's vagina, the white boy reached between Gloria's legs with his free hand and cupped her hairless sex. The older negress's pussy twitched at his touch.
"Bend over like Myrna," ordered Dylan.
"Yes, sir."
Gloria immediately turned around and bent over with her feet far apart. She reached back behind her and spread her big black ass out for the white teenaged boy. Dylan ran a finger down the crack of her ass and along her slit before sticking it in her cunt. Myrna glanced over at her mother and saw her grinning happily as her boyfriend fingered them both at once.
After a minute or so, Dylan moved his hands back. Both Myrna and Gloria were soaked and the air was heavy with their scents.
"I wanna go back to what we were doin' before," said Dylan.
"You want Myrna suckin' on your dick some more, sir?" asked Gloria, looking back over her shoulder at him.
"Uh huh," he answered.
"Kneel for the man, baby," Gloria directed her daughter. "That's where you belong."
Myrna turned around and sank to her knees. Kneeling at Dylan's feet was both humbling and exciting. Having her mother there made it positively humiliating, but that only seemed to intensify her arousal. The white boy stood up and waited for her to proceed. She knew what came next.
"Please, can I take your pants down, sir?" asked Myrna sweetly.
"Go ahead," said Dylan.
The black teenager undid the white boy's jeans and pulled them down along with his shorts. Myrna wasn't surprised to see that Dylan was fully erect. He looked over at Gloria who was still standing and watching the scene in front of her.
"I want you down there with her," Dylan told Gloria.
"Yes, sir," replied Gloria softly.
Gloria got down on her knees next to Myrna. Having Dylan taking charge this way was exciting for both mother and daughter.
"Can I please suck your dick, sir?" Myrna asked.
"Yeah," Dylan answered huskily.
Wrapping her hand around the base of Dylan's cock, Myrna gently squeezed it, eliciting a moan of pleasure from her boyfriend. This was as far as she'd gotten last time since he'd ejaculated in her face at this point.
"Give it a kiss, girl," instructed Gloria.
Leaning forward, Myrna kissed the tip of Dylan's cock. There was a drop of clear pre-cum on it and it stuck to her lips.
"Now lick it," her mother continued.
Myrna ran the tip of her tongue over Dylan's cock head.
"Make your tongue flat," Gloria directed her. "Lick on it nice an' sof' for him... All up an' down it."
Obediently, Myrna did what her mother said. She ran her tongue up and down the shaft of Dylan's dick and then around the head. Pre-cum continued to seep out of the tip of his cock.
"Get as much of it in yo' mouth as you can," continued Gloria. "Close yo' lips 'round it, but don't touch it wit' yo' teeth."
Myrna put the head of Dylan's cock in her mouth and carefully closed her lips on it. She tried to take more in, but she felt herself starting to gag and her eyes watered.
"Don't take more 'n you can at first, baby," said her mother. "Suck on it nice an' gentle an' move yo' head up an' down on it like you was fuckin' it."
Although her mother's instructions were humiliating, Myrna followed them precisely. Bobbing her head up and down on Dylan's cock made her feel like a whore. However, hearing him moan with pleasure at her actions encouraged her to continue on and do her best for him. Once again, she tried to take more of his shaft into her mouth until she choked.
"Take it easy now, girl," said Gloria. "Stroke on it wit' yo' hand while you suckin'. He'll like that fine."
His dick still in her mouth, Myrna looked up into Dylan's eyes as she started slowly moving her hand up and down, jerking him off. She was happy to see that he was obviously enjoying himself. Gradually, she took more of his cock in. Again, she gagged on it and had to stop.
"Can I show her how to do it, sir?" asked Gloria.
"Uh huh," agreed Dylan.
"Here, baby, let me," Gloria directed Myrna. "I'll show you how."
Myrna moved to one side, giving Gloria the spot on the floor in front of where Dylan stood. The older negress closed her hand around the base of the white boy's dick. Taking his cock in her mouth, she started bobbing her head up and down on it while stroking it at the same time. Her daughter looked on intently.
Seeing her mother sucking her boyfriend's dick and hearing her slurping on it was getting Myrna more and more worked up. She watched wide eyed as Gloria took more and more of Dylan's cock into her mouth.
Myrna was amazed when her mother finally moved her hand away and took the entire length of Dylan's shaft into her mouth until her nose was buried in his curly brown pubic hair. The white boy gasped as his dick went down Gloria's throat and his balls touched her chin.
Gloria moved her head back, almost letting Dylan's cock out of her mouth. Myrna could see her boyfriend's dick slick with her mother's saliva. The older negress then went back down on him, taking his entire length into her mouth. Again and again the colored woman moved her head back and forth over the white boy's cock.
After a couple of minutes of this, Gloria released Dylan's cock from her mouth. A long stand of saliva went from her lips to the tip. Immediately, she grabbed it with her hand and stroked it while she caught her breath. The white boy moaned with pleasure.
"How can you take it all?" asked Myrna.
"Jus' open yo' throat like you was yawnin'," answered Gloria breathlessly.
"I wanna try."
"Go slow, girl. It takes practice to take it all wit'out chokin' on it."
Myrna looked up at Dylan. The white boy's face was almost as red as the tip of his dick was purple. She loved seeing him so excited by what her and her mom were doing for him.
"Can I, Dylan?" asked Myrna. "Please?"
"Yeah," gasped Dylan. "You can do it."
Quickly, Myrna scooted in front of Dylan on her knees. She grabbed his dick just as Gloria released her grip on it. Bending forward, she opened her mouth and took the head of the white boy's cock between her lips. She tried to yawn and push his dick into her throat. She could feel the tip of his penis going down it. She moved her head back off of it when she started to gag, leaving just the head in her mouth.
"You doin' good, baby," Gloria praised her. "You doin' it right."
Myrna's eyes were watering and tears rolled down her cheeks, but she was happy to be making progress. Again, she made the yawning action and took Dylan's cock into her throat as far as she could until she gagged.
"Easy, Myrna," said Gloria softly. "Jus' relax an' take what you can."
One more time, Myrna tried to yawn and lower her head back on Dylan's dick. She felt herself gag, but kept on going until she choked and pulled her head back, gasping for breath.
"You done enough, girl," Gloria told her. "Let mama finish up fo' you."
Still, trying to catch her breath, Myrna moved out of the way. Gloria grabbed Dylan's cock and stroked it. She looked up into his face and smiled.
"Ain't she done good, sir?" asked Gloria sweetly. "She takin' it for you like a good nigga."
"Yeah...," rasped Dylan. "So good... Fuck... I'm gonna cum..."
Gloria could tell that the white boy wasn't going to be able to take much more. She stroked his cock faster.
"You wanna do it in my mouth or in my face, sir?"
"Face..."
"Yes, sir," grinned Gloria. "You can nut all up in my black face."
"Tits, too," Dylan gasped.
"Yes, sir. All over my nigga tits, too."
Myrna was only inches away when she watched her boyfriend ejaculate in her mother's face. Gloria smiled happily as Dylan's semen squirted into her hair and onto her cheek. She leaned back and pointed the white boy's dick at her chest as he continued to shoot off all over her big saggy black breasts.
"Oh, you cummin' all over dis ol' nigga, sir," grinned Gloria. "You usin' me right, boss."
Gloria put her free arm around Myrna and pulled her close to her, bringing her face right up next to hers. The teenager could feel the hot sperm on her mother's cheek. Gloria's hand was still milking the last Dylan's semen out and managed to get two more shots into her daughter's face, too. Finally, the white boy was spent.
Moving her head forward, Gloria kissed the tip of Dylan's semen coated dick.
"Your turn, girl," she told her daughter.
Myrna bent forward, too, and kissed her boyfriend's cock while her mother held it.
"Good girl," said Gloria as she hugged Myrna with one arm.
Dylan sat back into the easy chair behind him and looked down at the two black women. Myrna and Gloria remained kneeling at his feet while his eyes went back and forth between them, drinking in the sight of mother and daughter, side by side, his cum dripping off their faces and on to their naked breasts.
"Thank you fo' cummin' on me an' my baby girl, sir," smiled Gloria. "You got us both good."
Hearing her mother thanking Dylan after he'd been the one getting pleasured gave Myrna a warm humbling feeling. She was beginning to understand what Gloria got out of serving him. The teenager's pussy was aching for attention, but she knew this had all been for her boyfriend's benefit and somehow that made it satisfying all in itself.
"Thank you for lettin' us suck your dick, Dylan," Myrna said sincerely.
"You're... uh... welcome," Dylan replied, a little puzzled. "I never felt nothin' like that before. You're incredible..."
Dylan's praise gave Myrna a nice warm feeling even as his semen cooled on her cheek. Glancing over at her mother, she could see the same happy expression on Gloria's cum coated face. The colored girl knew they both looked like a couple of nasty sluts, but somehow she felt special having been able to please her boyfriend so much.
"We happy to stay on our knees fo' you as long as you want, sir," Gloria spoke humbly. "We ain't gonna get up 'til you say so."
"Oh, you can get up now," said Dylan. "Sorry."
"You ain't gotta 'pologize to us," said Gloria, standing. "I only said somethin' 'cause I know this all new to you. You is our better an' we honored to kneel fo' you any time."
Dylan looked like he was going to say something, but didn't. Myrna wondered if her boyfriend still wasn't completely used with the notion of being above them. Happily, she thought, he was getting very comfortable with taking charge of her and her mother.
Rising up, Dylan reached down to pull his pants up.
"Do you want me to put your pants back up?" said Myrna. "I can do it for you."
Dylan stood back up and Myrna pulled his jeans up. The white boy sat back in the chair. The colored girl got to her feet.
"Can I get you somethin'?" asked Myrna.
"No, thanks," answered Dylan. He added, "You can wipe your faces off."
"Go get a washcloth, girl," Gloria directed her daughter.
Myrna hurried off to the bathroom.
"I love wearin' yo' nut, sir," said Gloria. "Makes me feel like I's pleasin' to you. I know my baby girl feels the same."
"You were fantastic," replied Dylan. "Both of you."
Myrna returned with a damp washcloth. Gloria held out her hand for it. She took the washcloth and wiped the semen off of her daughter's face before handing it back to her.
"Now, do me, Myrna," said Gloria.
Blushing a little at Gloria's choice of words, Myrna cleaned the cum up from her mother's face. Dylan looked on with obvious interest. The colored girl took her time and did a thorough job it knowing that her boyfriend was enjoying watching so much.
Noticing a few drops of semen on Gloria's breasts, Myrna went ahead and slowly mopped it up. Seeing her mother's nipples harden in response to her touch made her pussy tingle, instantly making feel ashamed of herself. What kind of girl got turned on by that? Quickly, she finished up and dropped her hand to her side.
"Did you like that, sir?" Gloria asked Dylan. "Seein' my baby girl wipe yo' nut up off her mama's tits?"
"Well..., yeah...," stammered Dylan, apparently unaware of how blatant his staring had been.
"Good!" said Gloria brightly. "I'm glad you liked it. I did, too."
"Mom!" exclaimed Myrna, embarrassed.
"It's the truth," shrugged Gloria. "I thought Dylan'd like to know."
This only made Myrna blush harder. Judging by the look on Dylan's face, he did like knowing it and he was enjoying her embarrassment. She had no doubt that he'd absolutely love knowing she'd gotten a little aroused by wiping his cum off her mother's breasts and seeing her nipples harden.
"Well, I oughta get dinner goin'," said Gloria, breaking the awkward silence. "Is you gonna be stayin', sir?"
"Uh, no...," replied Dylan. "My mom said I had to be back by five."
"I hope you can stay another time then," Gloria told him. "We'd love havin' you."
"Thanks..., Gloria."
The older negress smiled at hearing him use her first name again. Still naked, she turned and started picking up her clothes from the floor. Myrna thought she was bending over way further than she had to since she could see her mother's bare pussy peeking out from between her thighs. Gloria looked back over her shoulder.
"Is it okay for me to get dressed now 'fore you go, sir?" asked Gloria. "I wouldn't be askin' 'cept for the fact I'll be cookin'."
"Oh, yeah, of course," Dylan answered.
"Thank you, sir," smiled Gloria.
Standing up, Gloria pulled up her shorts and then put her top back on. Dylan watched her massive mammaries until they were covered.
"Please come an' see me 'fore you go, sir," Gloria asked. "I wanna say goodbye to you properly."
"Sure."
Swinging her hips a little more than necessary, Gloria walked off to the kitchen. Dylan watched her go, his eyes glued to her ample ass. After she was gone, he turned to Myrna.
"She's somethin' else," he said. "I still can't believe someone like her exists for real." Putting his hand on Myrna's shoulder, he added, "And, you... You're incredible, Myrna. This whole thing with you an' your mom is like somethin' I think about jerkin' off. I mean, I do think about it then! I'm lucky I met you."
"I'm glad you think so," replied Myrna, a little overwhelmed by the praise. "I'm glad that we could... serve you an' please you..., sir."
"You're gonna get me fired up again talkin' like that," grinned Dylan. "Seein' your mom's nipples gettin' hard from you touchin' 'em already has me goin' pretty good."
"I hope you don't think we're perverted 'cause of that," blushed Myrna. "We never did anythin' like that before."
"So long as you don't think I'm perverted for likin' it so much."
"I'm happy you liked it even if it makes me feel kinda... nasty."
"Then I like it even more," said Dylan. "I love how you get embarrassed. Like when you bent over an' spread your ass for me. Fuck! Of course I loved seein' your pussy an' everything... But, I could tell you were embarrassed by doin' it an' that made it even sweeter."
Just remembering it all mortified Myrna so she said nothing. Feeling her pussy reacting the way it was made it even worse... or better, depending on how she thought about it.
"Damn, it's almost five now!" exclaimed Dylan, seeing the clock on the living room wall. "I'm gonna be late an' my mom'll be totally pissed. I wish I could stay longer."
"Okay," said Myrna reluctantly. "I don't want you gettin' in trouble with your mom."
Dylan got up and walked with Myrna to the kitchen. Gloria was scrubbing potatoes. She looked up from the sink as the two teenagers came in.
"You leavin' now, sir?" asked Gloria.
"Yeah," answered Dylan. "I'm already kinda late."
"Let me see you out," said Gloria.
Putting down what she was doing, Gloria turned off the water. Together, the three of them went to the front door. Dylan hesitated for a moment before reaching out and lifting Gloria's top up, exposing her breasts. She bowed her head and smiled as he squeezed on her tits.
"Thank you, sir," she said softly. "You too kind to this ol' nigga."
Myrna could see her mother was getting another rise out of her boyfriend.
"Mom, you're gettin' Dylan all worked up an' he's gotta get goin'," Myrna told her.
"Sorry, sir," said Gloria sheepishly.
"Don't be sorry for that, Gloria," said Dylan. "Thanks for... everything."
"You ain't gotta thank us, sir," replied Gloria. "We honored to serve you an' grateful we was pleasin' to you."
Dylan put his other hand on Myrna's bare breast and gently squeezed it.
"Bye, Myrna," he said.
"Bye, Dylan," she said. "Thanks for comin' over."
"Come again, sir," added Gloria.
Turning the the door, Dylan opened it and let himself out. He took one last look at the two negro women and walked down the apartment hallway. Myrna closed the door after him.
"He's a nice young man, Myrna," said Gloria. "He got used to takin' charge o' us real fast, too."
"Uh huh," Myrna agreed. "Thanks for what you done, Mom. I still can't believe what jus' happened."
"You ain't gotta thank me either. I'm jus' happy to see you bein' a good nigga for him. I guess it jus' comes natural in our fam'ly."
"I guess you're right..."
Even though Dylan was gone now, the sexually charged atmosphere remained. Probably because she'd had no relief herself, thought Myrna. She didn't want to wait until tonight to get it, either.
"Um... how long before dinner?" asked Myrna
"About a hour."
"Well, I'm kinda tired... I'm gonna go lay down for a bit."
"You can tell me you gonna go take care o' business, girl," laughed Gloria. "I understan'. Like I said, it jus' comes natural."
"Call me when it's time to eat," blushed Myrna. "'kay?"
"Okay."
Myrna went to her bedroom and closed the door. Laying in her bed, she quickly got to work rubbing her neglected pussy. Images of what had just happened flashed through her mind.
As she got close, Myrna thought about Dylan shooting off in her face and all over her naked body. But, it was the image of her mother getting ejaculated on that was in her mind as she came. These strange feelings would take some getting used to. Exhausted and finally satisfied, she nodded off to sleep.
Next: Chapter 10 - Gloria Crosses the Line
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