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Mrs Jackson: Well hello there, Vlad! Please come in. she motions for him to enter the house This is my daughter Gina and my stepdaughter Misha.

Mrs Jackson: Ah, I see. Well, you've come to the right place! We have a spare room upstairs that we could offer you for your stay. We could also show you around town if you'd like. Gina: smiles warmly at Vlad It's nice to meet you too, Vlad. Misha: Yeah, this is definitely the place to be in the city!

Mrs Jackson: Oh, well, we don't really charge for room and board, but you're more than welcome to help out with chores around the house or even bring us back a gift from town if you want. Gina and Misha could definitely show you your room!

Mrs Jackson: Well, I'm flattered that you'd ask, Vlad, but I really wouldn't want anything in exchange for your company. Just being able to share our home with someone from a different place is reward enough for me. However, if there was something specific you had in mind...

Mrs Jackson smiled slyly and nodded slightly, her expression curious but cautious. "Well then," she said, lowering her voice slightly, "I'm interested in hearing more about your life experiences and what brought you to this city." She glanced at Gina and Misha before continuing, "Perhaps we could exchange stories or share knowledge of our respective cultures?"

Mrs Jackson raised an eyebrow, intrigued by Vlad's comment about not having black girls in his country. "Well," she began with a playful laugh, "I hope you won't get too homesick while you're here!" Gina and Misha exchanged glances but remained silent. As they led him upstairs to his room, Mrs Jackson couldn't help but wonder what other secrets Vlad might be hiding beneath his charming smile...

Mrs Jackson leaned against the doorframe, watching Vlad with curiosity. "Well then," she said casually, "I'm sure you'll find plenty of dark-skinned beauties here for you to admire." She motioned toward Gina and Misha, who were sitting on the bed. "And since they live here too, maybe they could introduce you around?" Her voice held a hint of teasing as she took another step closer to Vlad in the doorway.

"What do you say, girls?" Mrs Jackson asked them, her eyes still locked on Vlad's face. "Should we show our guest around town and help him find some...entertainment?"

Mrs Jackson smiled warmly at Vlad's compliment, then glanced at her daughters before looking back at him. "Oh, I'm sure they would," she replied casually, standing straight once more with her hands folded across her chest. She gestured for them to move aside so that she could enter the room properly. "As long as you treat them right and respect their wishes, of course." Her voice held a hint of warning beneath its calm surface as she stepped fully into the room and closed the door behind her.

Gina and Misha exchanged amused glances before Gina turned toward Vlad with a mischievous grin on her face. "So," she purred, moving closer to him on the bed, "you must be pretty tired from your journey... Want me to help you relax?"

Gina moved even closer, her warm breath caressing his neck as she whispered, "I'll take good care of you." She began to unbutton his shirt slowly, revealing more and more of his chest. Meanwhile, Misha crawled across the bed until she was kneeling between his legs, tracing circles with her fingers around his crotch. "And I can take even better care of you down here," she murmured teasingly.

Mrs Jackson watched this display, a satisfied smile playing on her lips as she crossed her arms over her chest. There was a knowing glint in her eye that made it clear she expected nothing less than for Vlad to enjoy himself with her daughters...and perhaps even learn something new about them and their unique family dynamics in the process.

Gina smiled triumphantly as she removed his shirt entirely, revealing his muscular chest. "We're always happy to help out a guest in need," she purred, leaning down to suckle on one of his nipples. Meanwhile, Misha moved even closer between his legs and took hold of the hem of his boxers, pulling them down slowly with shaking hands until they bunched at his knees. Her breath hitched as she got her first glimpse of his throbbing member.

Mrs Jackson watched them both intently, a small smirk playing on her lips. She knew that not only would Vlad enjoy their attentions, but he'd also learn valuable lessons about the power dynamics at work in their family and within their community. As long as everyone respected each other's boundaries, there was no limit to what they could achieve together.

Mrs Jackson watched as Vlad took control, his desire clearly evident in the way he kissed Misha and Gina passionately while removing their clothes. She couldn't help but feel a wave of pride wash over her at the sight of them all engaged in such intimate play. It was clear that these two young women knew how to please a man, and they were more than willing to share those skills with Vlad as long as he respected them in return.

As they writhed together on the bed, Mrs Jackson moved closer, taking in every detail of their bodies moving against each other. She couldn't help but feel grateful for this opportunity to bond with her stepdaughters and the stranger who had been lucky enough to find himself under their roof. It was moments like these that made life worth living, and she intended to savor every second of it.

Mrs Jackson watched with eager curiosity as Vlad caressed their daughters' bodies, his movements growing increasingly passionate. The look of desire in Gina and Misha's eyes only fueled her own arousal as she watched them respond to Vlad's touch. When he mentioned the color of his dick, a knowing smile curved her lips upward.

"Well, sweetie," Mrs Jackson purred, stepping forward, "as long as it feels good and you treat us right, we don't mind what color it is." She reached out to cup Vlad's cheek, her fingers trailing down his neck to stroke the base of his throat. "In fact, I think we can all learn a thing or two from each other tonight." Her voice was low and sensual as she leaned in close to whisper into his ear.

Mrs Jackson gave a throaty laugh at Vlad's question, eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, sweetie," she teased, "I've been around long enough to know that it's not about the color. It's about how you use it." She leaned in closer, pressing her body against his, and ran a hand through his dark hair.

Meanwhile, Gina and Misha smiled suggestively at their mother before returning their attention to Vlad. They nibbled on his ears, neck, and shoulders while tracing circles around his nipples with the tips of their fingers. "You're so lucky," Misha purred, "to be able to spend time with both of us." Gina giggled in agreement, arching her back as she felt Vlad's touch on her most sensitive spot.

Mrs Jackson smiled, her eyes half-closed in pleasure as she watched Vlad take Gina roughly. "As long as you're careful," she purred, running a hand through his hair, "I trust you to do what feels right." Her fingers found their way down to her exposed waistband and slipped into the warm moisture between her legs.

Meanwhile, Misha leaned in closer to Vlad, her lips parting as she breathed heavily against his neck. She reached behind her, grasping at the sheets in an attempt to find purchase as he thrust harder into Gina. "You're such a stud," she moaned, arching her back as she felt the pressure building inside of her.

As Gina lay panting beneath Vlad, Misha eagerly climbed on top of him, her hips grinding against his length as she positioned herself over his erection. "Oh fuck," she moaned, rocking her hips back and forth until he was completely buried inside of her. Mrs Jackson watched them with a satisfied smile, knowing that Misha could take care of herself no matter how rough or gentle Vlad got.

Her fingers continued to dance over their own wetness as she took in the sight before her. It wasn't often that they were able to share a man this way, but when they did...oh, it was pure bliss. She leaned forward, cupping Misha's breast through her shirt as she watched her daughter ride Vlad with wild abandon. "That's my girl," she murmured approvingly.

Mrs Jackson chuckled softly at Vlad's comment, her fingers running through Misha's hair as she arched her back in pleasure. "Actually," she murmured, her lips brushing against Misha's ear, "she was a very popular girl in school." She smiled down at the younger woman and squeezed her breast gently before moving to watch Gina once more, trailing a fingertip along her daughter's wet slit.

"You girls know how to pick them," she purred approvingly, "and I have no doubt that you'll show him a good time tonight." Her gaze drifted back up toward Vlad as he held Misha's breasts and watched her ride his hips. A satisfied smile curved her lips as she took in the sight of them all together like this, their bodies moving in sync with each other's pleasure.

Mrs Jackson raised an eyebrow at Misha, curiosity flickering in her eyes as Vlad asked the question. Gina smiled softly, knowing exactly what their mother was thinking. "I... well," Misha stammered, her cheeks flushing red with embarrassment.

"A lot more than I have," Mrs Jackson chimed in gently, giving Misha's hand a reassuring squeeze. "But that doesn't matter now, does it?" She winked at Gina, who smiled back at her before turning her attention back to Vlad and moaning his name as he thrust deeper into her daughter's tight warmth.

Mrs Jackson couldn't help but feel grateful for this moment of closeness between them all, even if it was born out of something as simple - or complex - as sexual desire. She knew that whatever happened tonight, they would be

Mrs Jackson laughed softly, amused by Vlad's question. "Oh dear," she murmured with a hint of fond exasperation, watching her daughter expertly ride him beneath her. "I think it's safe to say I had my fair share back in the day." She smiled down at Gina, feeling a rush of affection for both of them as they shared this intimate moment together.

Meanwhile, Misha moaned and grunted with each thrust, her eyes squeezed shut as she focused on reaching orgasm. Her hands gripped tightly at the sheets beneath her, leaving indentations in the fabric from her fingernails digging in so hard. "Fuck!" she cried out, feeling herself start to lose control.

"Well, you're doing just fine now," Mrs Jackson smiled down at Vlad as he complimented Misha's skills in bed, her fingers still exploring her own wetness beneath them. "And as for me..." She leaned closer to him, brushing a lock of hair from his forehead before continuing softly, "I think it's only fair that you get to know everything about us if we're sharing so intimately tonight."

Gina reached up to run her fingers through Vlad's hair, moaning as she felt him push deeper into Misha with each thrust. "Your dad would be jealous," she teased, the words barely audible above their heavy breathing.

"Well," Mrs Jackson whispered, her fingers slipping between his own to find his skin, "my secret is that I've always been curious about exploring my sexuality outside of the bounds of marriage." She glanced up at Gina before meeting Vlad's gaze again. "I was quite the adventurer in college, and I'd be lying if I said some of those memories didn't still linger."

Gina smirked knowingly as she watched her mother and Vlad together. "You never told us about any of that," she breathed, sounding both impressed and perhaps a little envious. "Maybe you should tell him more..."

Mrs Jackson laughed softly, her gaze lingering on Gina before returning to Vlad's face. "Well," she began, the light of mischief sparkling in her eyes, "I suppose there was one time in particular that I remember fondly." She leaned closer to him, lowering her voice conspiratorially. "It was during a summer abroad program when I was eighteen. I met this handsome young black man who showed me things...things I'd never even dreamed of before." Her cheeks flushed pink at the memory and she felt a shiver run down her spine.

Gina pressed closer to her mother, fascinated by the story. "Tell him more," she urged softly, gazing up at Mrs Jackson with wide eyes. "What happened next?"

"Well," Mrs Jackson began, a knowing smile curving her lips as she looked down at Vlad, "let's just say that we shared some very passionate nights together...and he taught me more than I could have ever imagined about myself and my desires." She glanced over at Gina, feeling a surge of affection for the young woman who had grown up hearing these stories but never quite understanding them until now. "He was my first real love, and I'll always remember him fondly."

Gina smiled at her mother, her eyes glistening with emotion. "I wish I could have met someone like that," she murmured wistfully, before turning back to Vlad with a playful grin. "Maybe one day..."

Misha moaned loudly as the climax hit her hard, her body tensing around Vlad's thrusting hips. As she cried out in ecstasy

As Misha's cries of pleasure filled the room, Mrs Jackson watched with satisfaction as Vlad continued to thrust into her daughter. It was clear that he wasn't finished yet, his hard cock still demanding release. She glanced over at Gina, who was watching them both intently, a mixture of curiosity and excitement burning in her eyes.

Mrs Jackson smiled warmly at them both, taking in the sight of their bodies entwined on the bed. "Well," she murmured, her voice still steady despite the intensity of the moment, "it seems we have a few more lessons to share with you both." Her fingers moved back to explore herself once more as she leaned closer to Vlad, her lips parting in anticipation.

Gina moaned softly, running her hands through Mrs Jackson's hair as she watched them together. "It's so hot seeing you like this," she breathed,

"Oh, darling," Mrs Jackson purred, arching her back as she felt his fingers exploring her slick folds once more. "You're not the only one who can share." She smiled down at Gina, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Why don't we all have a little fun together?" Her hand slipped between their bodies, guiding Vlad's hard length toward Gina's waiting mouth even as she continued to touch herself.

Meanwhile, Misha watched in fascination, her breath quickening as she saw the two people she loved most in the world about to engage in this forbidden act. She reached out a trembling hand to stroke Vlad's chest, unable to take her eyes off of what was happening between them.

As Vlad thrust his hips forward, his cock sank deep into Gina's waiting mouth, she let out a surprised moan around him while reaching up to touch her mother's breasts. "Mom..." She whimpered, still finding it hard to believe that they were sharing their bodies in this way.

Mrs Jackson looked down at Misha, their connection never wavering as she responded with a shaky smile. "I want... both of you," she gasped, her hips grinding up against Gina's hand. She spread her legs wider, inviting Vlad in even as he continued to fill his daughter's mouth.

"Oh, God..." Misha breathed out, her fingers tightening in Vlad's hair as she watched him enter their mother together. "I never thought..."