Rochelle has a hard time

Rochelle held her wife's head under the water the best she can, letting her catch a few breath every few seconds. She wasn't going to kill her after all.

She felt as Casey squirm under her legs, She felt bad this was Casey's worse fear, drowning, and she's making her relive it maybe the fear will kick that ghetto bitch out and bring the Casey she loves back.

"How's it going?" Mama said as she walked over to the side of the pool wearing a tiny bikini. She crouch down at her eye level.

"You know the same. Me having my legs around your daughter trying to drown her while she tries to make me her bitch. The same."

Mama could sense the hated sarcasm at her and smiled, "I'm sorry to hear that because if I know my Casey, and I do, your little leg trick won't for very long. She maybe brash but she is crafty."

"What are you talking about. I got...." Rochelle then felt it Casey's fingers. In her ass going into the sweet spot. The spot that made her crazy. Mama saw Rochelle blushing, "Aww I see that she's already started. Now here is the next lesson darling. Never stopping no matter how tempting because if you do well my daughter will spring up like the Kracken in that one movie and eat you alive and I don't mean in the good way either. If you catch my drift."

Mama winked. Rochelle struggled, "You bitch, help me. This is your daughter!"

"Yes and she's your wife. She isn't a child anymore I can't put her over my knee and spank her."

"What? Yes you do. You do it every-time you get a chance. It's like a turn on for you."

Mama replied, "Don't argue with me dear. I suggest you worry about making Casey pass out before you completely surrender to her temptations."

Rochelle could feet as Casey's fingers were now being thrust into her ass over and over again, faster and faster.

Mama got up and walked away, "Have fun, and please don't try to kill each other to much. I just got this pool clean."