He tapped the letter notifying him of the death of Sir Gregory Masters. “I cannot say I liked the fellow, but I did respect him as a first-rate admi...istrator, and he will be sorely missed in the Calcutta Presidency. And you say that his son is facing a court-martial for dereliction of duty and conspiring with His Majesty’s enemies? If he’s found guilty that would merit a death sentence. Of course, if his Pa was alive the whole affair would have been swept under the carpet and Masters posted. It was sort of darkish brown like a natural suntan and she loved the way she looked when she stepped out of a shower. Her siblings were much darker than either she or her mother and she had always assumed they were from different fathers and she loved them just as much. Sure, she didn’t have blue eyes or blonde hair but she acted white, she spoke perfectly like a white girl and she liked white girl music and danced like a white girl and she always looked at white boys as potential sexual mates. I slipped her knickers down and began spanking her backside, telling her she was a very naughty girl for having these thoughts. I have never seen her so horny. When I touched her wet swollen fanny she came almost straight away. I rubbed my cock along her swollen slit and slipped it inside and shagged her for a good while. I emptied what felt like a gallon of cum into her pussy. She then decided to lie on the bed, legs open towards the window and show her creampie to anybody who wanted to look.. ." I blurted out as I felt the cum boil in my balls. "Oh I am ready just fire away." Pat said. Just as the first rope of cum started to shoot from cock Pat pulled her top down allowing her boob to pop out and that rope of cum of cum hit her right on the nipple. Then another and another. As the cum shot from my dick and landed on her she rubbed it into her skin and smeared the goo around her tit and nipple. When the last bit of cum had shot from me, she smeared the tip of my cock around her.