It was only this morning that Meridith had begun to understand her place in the world. Only when she met DeAndra that she first felt the pull to submit herself to the Naturally Superior African woman. She’d come a long way in a short time.
Always straight, Meridith had never imagined that she’d find herself serving another woman. Never would have believed she’d beg for someone like DeAndra to lower her crotch to Meridith’s waiting mouth. Never imagined the joy and release she felt pleasuring her dark skinned mistress.