Please you will make me pregnant again you know.’ I shrieked out. I was not on the birth pill!‘Doll you no worry about your NIGGA, he be real care...ul wiv you…hahaha. I promises to blow my BIG load on doze milky titties,’ he bellowed out his already dripping dick nearing her open cunt.‘MR Masala, Sir. How you fancy a new pussy…oh yeah cum on you big NIGGA, come and get it,’ I heard mother yell to him, just as the bell end was rubbing my erect clitty and I was liking the feeling!!!The African. He placed his hand on my went pussy and ran his fingers through my folds. My pussy gushed as it was touched for the first time and sent goose bumps throughout my body. I felt his fingers enter my tight hole and I squeezed his cock tighter. He fingered me for a few minutes, allowing me to get used to the feel of something inside me. I looked up at Rob as he laid on top of me. I could feel the head of his shaft press against my lips. He stared at me and rubbed my forehead as he pressed the first. “She saw most of the fungoing on downstairs, and I can promise you she is wellprimed for anything you want to do with her. BonAppetit.” She laughed as she quietly closed the door andleft us alone with her nymphet.Clare and I went over to the bed and we examined thesupine girl. Poppy was just wearing a baby dollnightdress and this did not hide any of her perfectbody. “Isn’t she perfect?” whispered Clare, “Look atthat face, she looks angelic.”“I. .. He moves up behind her, rears up, mounts her ... The sudden mounting making her laugh rather than gasp... He pushes forward, his chest sliding over her arse and down her back, bringing his belly up against her behind. His hindquarters stabbing toward her, fast and loose, looking for a hole – his cock bumping up against her thighs, pushing against her pussy ... Pushing her upper body harder into the bed, forward, twisting her head over until she’s almost upside down ... And still laughing.As.