Lucia Brixton The Ebony Goddess

Erica was taller than Laura, shyer, with brown hair and boobs a size smaller than Laura's (though still large). And she didn't enjoy cockteasing at all. The male gaze made her blush and feel uncomfortable. She hated dressing sexily for male company, and she hated being the subject of their fantasies, but Laura made her do it anyway, always dressing Erica in short hems and low-cut cleavages whenever male friends came to visit. Men might not make Laura wet, but a pretty girl blushing made her pussy gush every time. Many times that friends came to visit, she ended up hurrying them out of the house early because she was desperate to push her embarrassed lover down on the floor and rape her again and again. On this afternoon, as she lay here, licking the last juices from Erica's twat, she felt a familiar stress begin to return - a stress she'd hoped to escape with the delicious sex she'd just enjoyed. Laura was in debt. She was in debt a lot. Erica always complained that Laura spent too much money on her anime figurines. And Laura did spend a lot; her purchases came to nearly a thousand dollars every fortnight. Between Erica's copious salary and Laura's small contributions from her casual Big Boobs job, they covered it, but it was a lot. They had no savings, and a mortgage on their house. Laura had never let them put anything away; any excess they had went into buying more of the cute nude characters to adorn their house. So Laura had decided she'd create her own stash of money, so that she wouldn't need to keep being chided by Erica. She had spent the last few weeks watching World Series Poker big ass and had been impressed by how the poker professionals lived the high life on their gambling winnings. So, Laura had taken all the money in Erica's account, gone to an online poker site, and started playing. By the end of the day she'd lost all busty of Erica's money. Three days later, she'd somehow managed to wrangle a line of credit from the site and had gone on to lose close to a million dollars more. She would be on the computer still, trying to win back the money, except the site had cut her off. At first Laura wasn't worried. Erica had assumed the missing money was just Laura buying expensive figurines again, and the extra million dollars wasn't *real* money - it was internet money, which didn't really exist. Nothing was going to happen. Then the emails had started coming, demanding payment of the money. At first, they'd been generic demands for payment and Laura had ignored them. But then they started becoming more specific. They included personal details about her - her age, her place of work, tits her date of birth. Her home address. They'd started to freak Laura out. And then this morning the email had included a photo. It was a photo of Laura leaving the house early in the morning, heading to work. It had black been taken from just across the street. Someone not only knew where Laura lived, they had come to her house and taken a photo. And with it was that demand again - to pay back the million dollars she had borrowed. Laura didn't have a million dollars. She didn't have close to that. Even if she sold the house and the two cars it wouldn't come to a quarter of a million dollars. She didn't have friends she could borrow it from. And her mother was rich, but she and Laura didn't always see eye to eye and Laura knew there was no way her mother would lend her anything close to a million dollars. She acted like nothing was wrong, casually eating her meal, occasionally tapping on black her phone. “Even if she's made the mistake of sleeping with a guy. Jessica then walks to the bed and sits down. At this, Yewubdar let out a low moan and her hips spasmed. "Not in my pussy, please not in my pussy!" This would be the first time she had ever kissed another woman. And then she moved over Susan and did the same. We were all thinking the same things. Once I got the condoms (I got 4 out – this isn’t going to be a one horse race) Mike told me to get a towel because he doesn’t think he will be able to stop from tits cumming all over the bed. Then he walked back in front of Becky. I pinched big ass them. Especially if the girl wanted continual involvement between a mother and son. “The masturbation.” I was thinking yesterday and got so fast ready that I was afraid that she would be disappointed but then she started to twitch and whine in a Big Boobs way that I knew that it was my time also. Though Neha assured her nothing was the matter, there must be something disturbing she wanted to share. I laughed as I shook the last drops from my dick, “You’d probably make a mess all over the floor.” I was just about to close my busty eyes when I felt Scarlett’s hand on my arm. My fingers clasped about him gently, and my breath caught briefly as his hard heat seeped into my palm. He wasn’t expecting this at all, he thought she was going to wear something conservative like always, and maybe stay in her room if she did wear a pajama, but the opposite happened! It seemed to last forever, building into new heights each time she thought it was ebbing. But my jeans, the sheets, bedspread, and even the mattress were soaked from what I’d done. Any bigots could go jump off a bridge.