You had been thinking so much about what you’d been saying that you hadn’t really quite noticed how she was undressing you. ‘When we’re alone,...‘Little Miss’ will be fine,’ Louise said in a business-like way. ‘In front of anyone else it should be ‘Miss’ — OK?’ You had stepped out of your jeans and she had walked around in back of you and was unfastening your bra. You breasts were revealed and her fingers slipped into the waist-band of your panties and drew them down. You stepped out of them and. I took my dick in her hand & slowly inserted it in her ass. She was definitely in some pain. I could see it due to her facial expression. I dint say anything to her. Neetu slowly lowered her & took my full dick inside her ass. She hugged me after that. I dint move. I asked “are you comfortable neetu?”. She said “yes, but wait for sometime”. I said “let me know once you are okay”. She just nodded her head. We were sitting on the sofa for more than 5 minutes without any movement. Then she let go. As I watch, your cunt squeezes out globs of cum that flow into the crack of your ass. I move forward and you move your legs father apart in response. My tongue touches first on your clit, and this causes a tremor to run through you body. My tongue moves lower, gliding between your flared lips and tasting our commingled juices. I cleanse you with my tongue, causing you to wriggle beneath me. I taste your sweetness blended with the slight saltiness of my cum. I revel in the silky feel of your. " There was obviously more to it that that, and I pressed for more details."Well," my mother went on after a moment, "we" (indicating with her hand, the man I'd grown to regard as my father) "decided that we wanted to have c***dren, but we didn't want them to be white. We wanted to have c***dren by African fathers, instead."I mulled that over for a moment."So, you had this other man, this Omar, get you pregnant?" That's right," the man I'd usually regarded as my father, replied."You let another.