The Girl With the Golden Cock

Although there was some perverted center of her that found sleeping with her ex-father-in-law to be a turn on, Mira and Elizabeth escaped Thailand with their vows intact. And every day, back in South Carolina, their ardent affection grew.

Elizabeth loved how smooth and brown and effeminate Mira was. Her golden skin was fragrant with the same scents Elizabeth liked to wear. It was just as soft as hers. Mira had smaller breasts, but they were pert and sat high on her chest. The only hard thing on her, really, was that big seven inch cock that sat between her thighs.

Elizabeth's legs curled around Mira's ass, capturing her deeper within the white pussy, her golden cock plunging in and out with reckless abandon. Mira's balls ground against Elizabeth's asshole as she panted cutely, her eyes rolling back.

Elizabeth knew what that meant. Mira, as hot and endowed and gorgeous as she was, wasn't a fount of stamina. But she was so goddamned adorable, plunging in and out with pure need, and filling the brunette beauty with her cum, that Elizabeth couldn't be mad at her for a second. Besides, unlike Douglas, Mira was a consummate expert in eating and fingering pussy now.

"I love you, baby," Elizabeth said, keeping Mira locked in and holding her tightly to her bosom.