"Bonjour, mademoiselle!" Melody's mother said as Eve came down the stairs. Melody was still sleeping.
"Hi, Madame Marron." Eve sat down. "What's for breakfast?"
"A local dish, dear." Madame Marron was from France and often cooked the cuisine. Eve had been at her house for several months and had tried a variety of it. She had even had a few local dishes.
"I love it!" Eve said. She had promised to turn in some of her Southern cooking for future meals.
"Merci, my dear... where is my daughter?"
"She was still asleep, I think... maybe I should go get her?"
"Of course." Her mother knew, though, it might be a while before the two came down. Eve found Melody was awake, still a bit woozy.
"Hello, my darling." Eve gave Melody a kiss.
"Good morning, Eve." Melody paused. She smiled a bit, looking down. "Can I tell you something?"
"Anything."
"You know how I've been involved in prostitution recently, and you know, I was sleeping with men," Eve was beginning to get an idea of where she was going. "I was beginning to suspect it for a while now, and my mother confirmed my pregnancy a few days ago. I wanted to tell you myself."
Eve was shocked, but in a good way. "Oh, Melody, I'm so happy for you!"
"For us. You do want the baby, don't you?"
"Oh, of course!" Eve truly did. She set her head on Melody's and they kissed for a while. Eve now regretted getting dressed, as she just took her clothes off again and then took Melody's off. They started kissing again, this time using a fair amount of tongue. They became aroused as their respective bodies joined for nude bonding. There would be a lot as they began to get more aroused.
They turned over, kissing more frantically. Eve started fingering Melody's pussy, also increasingly frantically. Melody did not shave her pussy, at least she was not doing so recently. As she started coming, her bush became all wet, covered in cum. To some, this might be irritating, but Melody liked it and how it made her look. To her, it was a symbol of Eve's love.
Melody soon had Eve's pussy coated in quite a bit of Melody's love. She tasted some of it as she ate Eve out. She didn't hate the taste of their juices. Her own was alright. Eve's was better. As she went down on Eve, she thought about all the times she made her cum. Of course, there were many times. Now that they were living together, it was at least once a day, often more.