Taking the Reigns

Douglas got home at 5:30. Jada was in the bedroom, naked.

"Only take off your shoes, white boy. And then crawl over here," she said in a firm voice. Douglas paused for a moment, then obeyed, still wearing his shirt, tie and pants. Jada pointed at her feet. Her belly was showing now, swelling with Douglas's baby. It made him proud.

"Kiss, white boy." Douglas looked up at her, kissing both feet. Jada smiled.

"Good boy. Kiss up to my ass. Worship my ass till I tell you to stop." Douglas kissed up her ankles, the back of her knees, her thighs, breathing in her sex, pushing his tongue between her heavy assglobes. He thought she'd tell him to move on after a few minutes, but he was back there for an entire half hour, tongue her dark star, her perineum, dragging his tongue up the flesh of her inner ass globes, nibbling the cheeks and rubbing his face into her full ass. Only then did he get to lick and suck at her thick clit and cuntlips, and she wouldn't let him up for air until he'd made her cum three times.

"Now you can fuck me, white boy," she said. She tugged out a pickle, eating it while she watched Douglas fuck her, both of them knowing the crucible of her cunt wouldn't let him last long. When he came, she had him clean up his own mess.

"Now boy, when you come home, you come correct to me, like you did today."