She told me that she also loved wearing those shiny tights and asked me if everything we spoke of would be our secret. I agreed. She went on to say th...t she loved getting looked at in them and even touched while she wore them and that my uncle didn't mind at all and that he loved anything she did in them. I was really bothered at this point and started to tent up in my pants. She looked down and said, "Oh..Oh my..what do we have here? Maybe you should take those off and be comfortable?". Her. And would you believe, she called me a dirty black lesbian and had me thrown out.12.50am - Petra asked me to remove the stocking from my head, but I declined. Slowly I unzipped my jacket and tossed it over the other side of the room. Next I undid my trousers, removed my boots and kicked it behind me. My shaved chocolate pussy stood proud in front of Petra. I moved in closer and she turned away. My girlfriends assisted by holding Petra's head forward. I wanted Petra to smell my horny. Hell, I think even an "I miss you" would suffice but instead, it has been "I still care for you," which only make me feel even more ridiculous about the way that I feel as well as disgusted with myself for allowing this to happen in the first place. I feel so foolish for having allowed myself to be caught up in a tangled web that only turned out to be full of lies and unrealistic dreams and expectations. As hard has it is to explain and in spite of all the hurt he has caused, I still believe. In my hut i build plugged and dress like a princess i went out and joseph was smilling on the bench near the fire making cofeehe drank his cofee with me struggling not to be sit on his bbcbut i was second later , moaning as he drank his cofee ''isnt this a nice day princess''daddy cuddling my back on his chest , holding me on him , fucking his bbc deep in me''omg i dont want this, mmmmmm fuckkkk'''''shhh its ok, its ok , you like bbc, its ok cindy its ok my princess''he fuck me ass up on the.