Ahhh, fuck me...so big....so big.Breed...ahh...breed...ohh...Nigger...breed....me...ohhh...yessss....yessss."The Black stud looks down on you....who's...your Master!?, he commands.You look at him...You, you...you own me...you own my pussy.You feel his big, seed heavy balls slapping against your ass. You now beg him to fill you with his hot Black Seed.Breed me...fill me up...give me that Nigger Seed...need it...(gasp)...want it...(pant)...please....please...have to have...have...have it.With a. Fir baate karne lage edar udar ki. Fir maine himmate karke pucha aap phone pe baat karthe karthe kya kar rahi thi, who ekdum chauk gayi aur boli kuch nahi ab soja tu.Fir maine bola aapko uncle ki yaad aa rahi hogi na. tho who mud k sone lagi aur haa boli. Fir himmat karke maine apna haat unke upper daal diya aur sone laga tho unhone mera haat hata diya, tho mai dobara daal diya tho who mujhe gusse se dekh k boli seede so jau. Maine kaha mujhe aadat hai tho who boli thik hai soja ab. Mujhe nind. Mr. Evans was a tall man, a whole head taller than me. He was handsome with his messy dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. He had a body of a man that does does a lot of manual labor outside. I tried to avoid him not only because the rent I owed him but because looking at him put butterflies in my stomach and his cute welsh accent didn’t help. Despite his looks he was a very intense man so I always felt conflicted around him, part of me was scared of him but the other part felt like a giddy school. Before I knew it lunch time and she came home and made me lunch! she then went back off to work and I was working on the doors upstairs that afternoon. I was working on her bedroom door, as I stopped I was looking around and a bit of white nylon was sticking out of a dresser drawer.Curiosity got the better of me and I found myself heart racing a bit taking a closer look! I opened the drawer and pulled out a sheer nylon pair of white panties with a very delicate white lace edging. They were of a.