My mind would not let the picture go of my daughter sitting on Katy’s lap with her legs spread out on either side of her lap and Katy’s hand buried deep up Maggie’s night gown. “Sure thing,” I answered. Black porn “What am I suppose to do?”
“Just lie down and try to relax,” I instructed her. She didn’t say a word but didn’t try to stop my hands from exploring all over her chest area. I’d still be in the dark if my Maggie hadn’t come down with this rare blood problem and they wanted a blood transfusion from me. It obscured her two tight labia lips that protected her clitoris and vagina and dwindled down to nothing around her true junction down between her finely tuned legs. “Come on, you know you want me to.”
Her hands went limp as she withdrew her protest and my fingers unbutton her jeans. I heard them before I saw them and as I turned the corner into Maggie’s room, I spotted them sitting in front of my old computer that I gave to Maggie to play games on.
