“Little tramp has to learn her lesson,” she explained calmly. Then to Carly, “Lie down again, sweetheart. Watch your guy stuff my pussy some mor...e.”Carly was almost numb this time. Her throat felt raw from being rammed so harshly onto Aaron, and Miranda’s taste she thought would stay in her mouth forever. She watched hazily as her lovely boy’s cock plunged back into her boss’s sucking grotto, where it had no business going. She stared on its fleet, pumping motion as Aaron’s lust grew and swelled. The taut swell of her tummy, the smoothness of her skin as I allowed myself to briefly glance once again down between her legs. Her lips, still a bit puffy, swollen from our recent fucking. And then I felt my prick throb. She glanced down seeing it, smiling once again."You did didn't you! So why don't you just admit that you did?" Ok, I admit it. I enjoyed it. It was nice. Fuck Stacy ... it was better than nice, it was fucking unbelievable. There! I said it. But just because it was..." You're. "If you play nice, you get nice, got it?" he said firmly. She backed down. I looked at her again. Her dress was still up around her hips, the material flimsy and caked with dirt and crud. She had a pussy full of wiry black hair, it covered most of her lower belly and inched down her thighs. And it was matted in spots with something crusty. I felt sick looking at her."What you starin' at, bitch?" she barked. Diamond Doug laughed. "You guess, Keesha. You guess what the white bitch's starin' at.. So when you started to shout all you’ve seen of me in the past weeks with your father so close, I panicked, and you just wouldn’t stop, I ... I’m sorry.”She sat down on the bed and squeezed the leg under the sheets softly.“Mom ... I’m dead tired. I appreciate you coming in here and trying to explain what you did. I just don’t feel like talking to you right now. Maybe tomorrow, or later...”Donna smiled. She knew it would take a few days, but Lisa would forgive her. She stood up and walked.