Before I tell you that how it happened, let me tell you something about my past.My Dad was born in a pure Brahmin family of Lucknow. His name was Madh...v. At his age of 19 he fall in love with a muslim girl Shabera who was 18. They kept their love secret from both families as it was difficult for them to get married. After 2 years of love and attaining maturity both of them escaped from Lucknow and settled in Sangali of Maharashtra as my dad had one friend over there who can help him to settle. It demanded a lot of attention but it was physically very easy. Most importantly, I was dripping in my pants.For example, even though I was right by the fridge sometimes, I interrupted a slave from his work so I could get served a drink or such thing. I had dad lick my boots once, and I used paulie's mouth as a urinal. When paulie had the chance to speak to dad, I heard him say: "Her vagina was wet", and dad whispered to him: "She's just like her mother".I acted as if I didn't hear it, but I. She was crying softly as I missed her. I could tell that the black stud was really getting excited. So I moved over and he pulled out and rolled her over onto her back. He moved over her and she then realized that he was black. She said no please no. I will get pregnant. I could see his giant 12" black cock disappear in her beautiful pussy. I again grabbed her hand and put it on my cock. She just squeezed it. He started to really fuck her. I could slowly hear soft moans from her mouth. Then he. She cried out when i put my cock in. But then it seemed ok." Go on." After I came and we were done, there was blood on the sheet. She took off her sheets and put them in the washer." Did you use one of those condoms I showed you how to put on?" No. I left them at home." I was filled with panic. I wasn't going to be fucked that afternoon. We called Allison. There was still time to get to a far away drug store before her folks got home. We picked her up. I gave her and Bobby some money and sent.