1. Welcome Home Part Four: Coming Together


    Date: 10/8/2019, Categories: Interracial, Author: Shadowforce1, Source: LushStories

    Jordan slowly pulled the long thick dildo out of her. Jordan loved these few moments of privacy she had on Sundays. She felt the oozing lubricant escaping her. The dildo had a few remnants of its contents on the tip. Jordan loved the feeling of it shooting deep inside her. It almost felt real. Almost. "Damn," she said as she heard the familiar sound of her father's truck pulling up. She quickly wrapped her toy into her towel. As she got up from the bed, she could feel the lubricant rolling down her leg. "Damn it!" she shouted. As usual, she had used too much. Jordan quickly grabbed a pair of jeans and pulled them up. She would have to take them to the cleaners later. Jordan's mum had got in her head that she had to do Jordan's laundry. Jordan didn't want to try and explain the mess inside the jeans. She threw on a shirt and made a dash for the bathroom, towel in hand. "Jordan?" her mum called from downstairs. "Going in the shower!" Jordan yelled back. Jordan closed the door and locked it. She stood there panting. "I really need to get my own place," she said as she walked toward the shower. The hot water soothed her muscles as she washed clean. She had grown her hair out since she had moved back home. She liked it this way. In the city, it was good to keep it short. The dirt of the streets and emissions from the cars made her smell horrible, even worse it made it look gray. Out here the sun and the country air did her hair right. When she finally came out of the bathroom. ...
    She slid into her jeans and picked up a bra. "God fucking dammit!" she yelled. "Jordan Matthews!" her mum yelled at her from down the stairs. "Sorry," Jordan replied. She threw on another bra that barely fit. Then rocketed down the stairs. "When does this curse end?" Jordan said as she put the broken bra in the trash. Her mum stifled a laugh. "Well, your grandmother was still growing when your sister was born. There was a time we thought we might have to put them in a wheelbarrow in front of her." "Not funny, and definitely not helping," Jordan said as she sat down. "What's wrong with her?" her father said as he came inside. "Family curse bit her again," Marge said as she fixed them both a plate for lunch. "I think we still have the wheelbarrow," her father smiled. "Ha, ha," Jordan said as she looked at them both. Secretly she loved these moments. The three of them laughing it up. "Hopefully you find someone that likes them large," her mother smiled as she kissed her father's head. "I did, and so did your sister." "Well, Sherry is large all around," Jordan replied as she ate. "So were you," her father instantly responded. "We thought you were going to be bigger than your mother." Jordan shot him a glance. It was right if it wasn't for her radical change a few years back. She would have probably been more significant than her sister. Jordan nodded. "Going to go to the bar later," she smiled. "How is it coming?" her father asked. "Good," Jordan nodded. "Just the interior and some ...
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