I looked into her eyes while i moved my tongue down. She was looking at my actions and i could see that she was getting turned on with my show. I said...” how r u feeling? enjoying baby?” she didn’t say anything, but closed her eyes, put her head back and gave a loud moan. I immediately bend down and got her pussy in my mouth and pushed my tongue into her crack. She was ecstatic. She started enjoying it now fully, as my tongue started poking into her pussy. I could sense that she was at the verge. He pulled my skirt up, and directed his black cock under my thighs. I felt a huge bulge forcing its way into my moist cavity. I was moaning and groaning as he pushed himself further into me, breaking away my resistance. He was inside me, moving back and forward stiffly. His cock was powerful and moved at a rhythmic pace, slowly, then accelerating and in the end thumping against my thighs and penetrating me deeper and deeper. He felt a lot more certain of himself being inside me, and wrapped his. I was supposed to have years. Maybe forever, if my secret wish be told. I never wanted this conversation. Lie now and confess later? That had its own problems. Try to explain the truth now? Without the full context of the story, the truth sounded horrible. There was no way a six year old could understand the full context. Hell, I’m thirty-six. I lived it, and I’m not sure I understood the full context. ‘No, she wasn’t lying sweetie. But her real mom is gone.’ Even after nine years, thinking. Your hips yearned for his caresses and every muscle tensed in anticipation. He could feel your desire and knew you were almost ready to cum.Leaning into your ear, he whispered, "You are a real woman. I love your cunt and it's so wet and hot, ready for fucking." Then he ordered you to lift your skirt up all the way and to remove your panties. He wanted you naked to his touch and knew this would further humiliate you. Sobbing and your body shaking from the crying you were experiencing, you again.