He pinched my small tits and squeezed my ass. He fucked me with harder and faster strokes. My body tingled with a new sensation. My hips started to mo...e up and down in rhythm of bhaiya's in and out movement."Oh bhaiya, it feels soooo goooood," I moaned.I was rapidly approaching an orgasm. Involuntarily my thighs opened wider. Bhaiya was fucking me with the speed of an express train.Suddenly he pushed his cock deep into my choot and stopped. I felt warm spurts of his cum falling inside my. . niggers.” she murmured quietly It is a word that she was forbidden to say most of her adult life, and when she said it I could hear in her voice that it was something that she needed to say ... to be politically incorrect. I thought I saw my opening. I had established in all our chatting, that she was a rural vicar’s daughter and to add complications, black people were an eye boggling rarity to be seen in the rural Wiltshire villages where we’d enjoyed an idyllic infancy.Nowadays blacks are. Pink curtains, pink walls, pink bedding, pink carpet… my girl loved pink! Her princess castle, white and tall, sat in the corner next to her bed. One of her favorite things was to pretend she was a fairy princess. My role was always the fire-breathing dragon or the magical wizard. She had about twenty different magical wands and tu-tus and skirts and fairy outfits. I tried to spoil her as much as I could, trying to fill the void of not having a mother. I started to put her down but she angrily. I pulled off her top she had her black and red push up bra on which gave her the perfect cleaveage. She pulled my shirt off and started kissing and biting my neck. I started on her trousers Undoing them as quickly as I could, as I pulled them down I crouched she turned and bent over shoving my face into her ass and pussy I stretched my tongue out and started licking her already wet pussy making her groan as I did it was at this point that her manager walked into the room unbeknown to us she.