Finish her

Susan wanted to make this last, but she couldn't help herself. Making Carla scream was addictive and another part of her wanted to push her as far and as fast as she could. It was the same feeling she had when she had been pounding the dick out of her with Mike's big cock.

Then suddenly the girl's legs tightened around her shoulders, there was a sudden rush of fluids into her mouth and face, and then Carla was pushing her away. As Susan cleared her pussy, she dropped her legs back to the floor and then pulled her back in for a kiss.

"Oh sweet lord, are you some kind of goddess?" Carla asked.

"Just a suburban housewife," she said.

"I don't think I'm ready to switch teams, but maybe you should," the girl said with a laugh. "That was fucking amazing. Your husband is a lucky man."

"Thanks," Susan said, then thought about how her sex life with her husband had actually been the last few years.

"Let me do you," Carla said. "Maybe I'll like that too."

Susan smiled and then slid up the girl's body to straddle her face. She lowered herself onto Carla, and she began to timidly explore her pussy with her tongue. Carla had been far less nervous when she had had a big black cock in her mouth, but at least she was trying.

"There you go, baby," she said, encouragingly.

Carla hooked her arms around Susan's legs and pulled her down tighter. Her tongue finally found the clit and went to work, getting a little less timid when Susan started to moan.

As she started to orgasm, Susan reached up with both hands and began to massage her own hard nipples. The girl wasn't bad, but she could help her along.

Soon she was climaxing. It wasn't quite as fulfilling as blowing a thick load of semen in the girl's eager mouth, but it was good. Susan let Carla play for several more minutes before finally dismounting.

"Set up," Susan said.

Carla sat up and Susan slid onto the couch behind her, then pulled the girl back down. She wrapped her arms around the younger woman, who snuggled back against her with her head resting on her chest.

"I'm glad I met you," Carla said.

"This was unexpectedly nice," Susan said. "I should have tried this years ago."

They lay there is silence for sometimes before finally Carla began to discuss her future. She didn't know where her new boyfriend was, or if he had possibly already left. She was scared about what it meant for her if he was gone, but she was determined that she was going to keep the baby, regardless.

Susan felt a little bit of sadness. She had done this to the poor girl. It was her baby growing inside of Carla, but it wasn't like that was something she could easily explain. She also didn't think she could change back into Mike and just stay here. Her version of Mike wasn't real. Maybe real enough to make a baby, but not real enough to start a life, get a job and raise a family.

And there was still John to consider. She loved him and wanted him back.

Her baby wasn't but a few weeks old and she was already a deadbeat father.