The Complex

Elizabeth was visiting LaDonna had her house, in that old decrepit apartment complex. Stressed from giving birth, her problems with Antoine, her confusion with LaDonna, and the suave charm of Victor, she'd accepted when LaDonna had offered her a joint. LaDonna was next to her on the couch, under the covers, snoring gently. Elizabeth was glassy eyed and stoned, when LaDonna's oldest, Lamont entered the room and sat on the other end of the couch. Elizabeth looked over at him blankly, and then his hand grasped hers, and put it on his cock. His large, Antoine-sized cock. She stroked it absently.

"How's that feel?" he asked her, his breath hot in her ear.

"Big," Elizabeth whispered. "Like your Daddy." She didn't resist when he gently pulled her under the covers, her soft wet lips wrapping around his cock instinctively, bobbing up and down the 18 year old male's fat prick, while he finished her joint. She sucked his cock lazily for half an hour, before he gave her a load of cum that rivaled his father's in thickness and amount. And with that, he was gone.

Beside her, LaDonna yawned and stirred.

"Fuck, it's late. You want to eat some pussy and sleepover?"

"Sure," Elizabeth said mechanically.