Not So Bad

It was late at night. Elizabeth could barely stay awake, immersed in heat. The humid heat of a sultry Memphis night. The hot smoke from the barbecue pit baking into her pores. And the hot juices of LaDonna's cunt trickling down her throat, her tongue gently probing the older Black woman's pussy after a trio of hard orgasms.

Although she could fall asleep, she knew it best to stop delaying things.

"LaDonna ... I have something to tell you," Elizabeth started, hesitantly. Her lesbian lover was relaxing, prying one eye open reluctantly.

"What is it baby girl?"

"I'm ... pregnant," Elizabeth said, her cheeks flushing red. LaDonna crooked an eyebrow.

"Kinda hard for a lesbian, isn't it?" she said, chuckling huskily.

"Well, yeah," Elizabeth agreed. She held her breath for a moment. "It was Lamont."

"Lamont," LaDonna said, sitting on that for a moment. "Always knew that boy was a pervert. And I'm not terribly surprised. He's been on his best behavior, which is rare. And I knew I couldn't keep a fine piece of ass like you away from dick for good."

Elizabeth kissed LaDonna's thighs, dragging her tongue up the creases. "So you aren't mad?"

"No. Like I said, better it's with a dick that I don't have to worry about than one that I do. If anything, though, it makes me realize I need to do a better job with you. We've been working ourselves to the bone. Why don't we go on a real date next Sunday?" Monday was her off day, and she usually spent that day practically comatose. Elizabeth nodded eagerly. She needed it as much as LaDonna did.