You came from my pussy!I . . .she hissed.Then, Brie was mousey and nervous.He watched as her eyes turned from red to purple wife to blue.It was an intentional attempt on my part and Sally's to help old Linda get pregnant, so that she could later have a granny mulatto baby, and pass it off as being her white husband's child.But then mom Jerry had unexpectedly arrived with his niece, Cindy, in-tow.The first few days Brooke and Brittany paid me little attention.The new Lord of this House is a boy, just like you.Lilly does exactly as he tells her.I always forgot how strong orcs were, even the women.The smell of his daughter's sex, was maddening to him; the mature scent drove him into a frenzy of passion and lust.PLEASE NO, ANYTHING BUT THAT!He was licking from my pussy hole to my clit. Her legs were covered in white tights decorated with red hearts. The tights seemed to give her the freedom to sit and dance with more abandon than usual, and I (along with the rest of the youth) was given many glimpses of her crotch and her sweet little bottom, heart-covered in its tight casing. We mom left the granny church as soon as we could without being obvious and headed straight for her her house and her parents’ rec room. Her parents, conveniently, were gone for the evening. In no time I was pulling down her cute tights—somewhat moist in the crotch—to reveal her red hair and pink pussy lips. My pants came down as well, and soon I was sliding myself into her, cupping her little heart-shaped ass in my hands as we exchanged valentines in the best way possible.Finally, though, I called to ask Belinda out. Not on a weekend, those were reserved for Annabelle, but on a Thursday night, to go to a movie. She hesitated, then said, wife I guess so. Not exactly enthusiastic, but I'd take what I could get.I pulled my parents' eleven-year-old Chevy into the Carrs' driveway, got out and nervously rang the doorbell. It was old answered by an attractive woman of mature about 35. She had Belinda’s dark hair--though shorter--and her stunning blue eyes. You must be Richard, she said, smiling warmly.