An Arab couple arrive

Mimi left her stunned but also frantically juiced-up mother to answer the knock on the front door.

Marion was absolutely thunderstruck and dazed; her daughter, who Marion had thought was the quiet, shy, hesitant, respectable and lily-white christian was apparently anything but! And Marion thought to herself, thinking of her pretty, sweet, church-going daughter as ‘lily-white’ was indeed the supreme irony as Mimi had confessed that she had enjoyed the brown cock of an Arab named Farid and Mimi had stunned her mother with the news that the TWO babies in Mimi’s pregnant belly were mixed race Arab and therefore not white but almost certainly brown. This was such a profound and disorientating situation, Mimi had changed the face and culture of their family in such a fundamental way. This was not something that could be hidden or denied.

Though, as Marion anticipated oodles and oodles of glorious masturbatory pleasure in the privacy of her bedroom and bathroom in the days. months and years to come, it was something that she couldn't help but enjoy.

However, by receiving the semen from this Farid’s Algerian cock in her evidently fertile white french vagina, Mimi, an only child, had launched their family on an interracial, Arab future. And everyone would know.

And, as Marion took advantage of a few moments privacy while Mimi was out of the room to fondle and caress her taut, unyielding nipples, despite her shock and mindfulness that nothing would ever be the same again, Marion envied her daughter having been filled by an Arab cock and Marion absolutely adored the idea of her daughter carrying in her white womb the brown babies of the Arab who had fucked her in her marriage bed and not Micheal, the husband who, she know knew, was a weak white cuck.

Marion was wet between her legs. She prayed that Mimi wouldn’t be able to see any damp patch on her tightly fitted blue jeans.

Marion’s self control almost gave way when Mimi entered the room accompanied by an elderly Arab couple; both of whom had intelligent, alert, dark brown eyes. She knew immediately from their reaction, gleeful, triumphant, that they had glimpsed Marion’s hand on her breast, stroking her eager nipple. Mimi thankfully was oblivious, evidently nervous at this meeting of her mother with, well Marion flustered, wondered, Farid’s parents, or even possibly grandparents?