New Skills

"With pleasure, Daddy," Shanequa practically purred, stripping naked, except for a pink dog collar with a crown on it. The queen of the whores, Elizabeth thought. She sat right in front of Elizabeth, her luscious black pussy parked inches away.

"You ever eat pussy, baby?" Shanequa asked, reaching down to stroke Elizabeth's hair. Elizabeth shook her head, looking a little panicked. "Just do what you like having done to you. Focus on that clit. Don't forget my asshole. And make eye contact baby, sometimes women need girls like us too." She waggled her eyebrows.

Elizabeth held her breath for a long moment, hoping it was just a prank, but eventually gave in, starting to lick the stacked black girl's wet pussy and tight ass. It wasn't as bad she was expecting. She wasn't sure what she had expected to be honest -- it's not like she hated her own taste. Soon she was licking Shanequa's pussy eagerly, the tentative half measures giving way to full heated lapping, sucking on the meaty clit in particular. Finally, Shanequa's strong thighs wrapped around Elizabeth's face, and she came noisily.

"Betsy ain't half bad, Daddy," Shanequa said, praising the white woman with faint damns. Satisfied, Lamar pushed inside, one last time, giving Elizabeth a thick creampie.

"Time for dessert, Shanequa," Lamar said, going into the bathroom.

"Gladly, Daddy," Shanequa said, and Elizabeth laid back for another new experience.