In bed with George between her legs.

Abbey was roused from sleep to her own moans. She shuddered at the feeling of someone licking her pussy and opened her eyes. “Oh God, George,” she moaned.

George looked up from her pussy for a moment and smiled. In the dim light of the night, Abbey could see white cream stuck to his lips. “Sorry, I got you undressed and then couldn’t help myself.”

“Eat me clean,” Abbey urged him. “Suck that black cum from my slut cunt, or I will end up pregnant.”

George lowered his head to her cunt, and Abbey spread her legs further. She reached one hand down to stroke the back of George’s as he lapped at her tender pussy. “God George, I can’t believe you want me to be a slut for real, to let black men fuck me, to beg them to fuck me,” she moaned. “And you’re going to make sure I don’t get pregnant by eating their cum.”

She could tell George was humping the air as she spoke, “Anthony is going to have so much fun using my pussy. I will go round his place today and ask him to show me how to be a black cock slut.” She moaned, and her hand closed on his hair as her orgasm grew near.

“Eat my pussy George, make me cum thinking about Anthony trying to get me pregnant,” she squealed. She felt herself gush over George’s face as she came and heard him moan in response.

After several more moments, George crawled up her body, “There, all clean,” he said.

“Do you want to fuck me now?” Abbey asked.

George shook his head as he cuddled up beside her. “I already orgasmed against the side of the bed,” he told her.

“You came just thinking about me getting black fucked?” she asked.

George rolled her over and spooned her, “No, I came thinking about me not eating you clean enough and you getting pregnant.”

Abbey shuddered and sighed, “Well, I hope you do a good job.”

George smiled, “Do you? Or do you really hope I do a bad job?”

Abbey moaned, “Both, I want both,” she whispered before falling asleep in his arms.