Accepting Her Lot

Emily gently ate Betty's pussy, sucking on the thick dewy cunt lips and the fat clit perched above. There was no cum in her pussy this time. Betty just wanted to see this white bitch obey.

"Now that's a good girl," Betty cooed. "How's that pussy taste, bitch?"

"Fine Mistress," Emily admitted.

"See, you don't even need Morty's cum in it, do you? You like it just for the taste itself."

"I do," Emily said, flushing.

"You know," Betty said, smiling devilishly. "Morty and I were thinking about fucking in your bed more from now on. You could clean us both up after. And who knows, maybe you'd be a nursemaid when that big pink fuckin' dick puts a baby in me. What do you think?"

There was no avoiding this fate, Emily knew. She nodded, closing her eyes, and immersed herself back into Betty's pussy.