She had pressed them together in a last attempt to save herself. But her feeble effort was no match for Altaf’s brutal strength. “No…please leav...e me…please don’t do it Altaf,” she begged.“I can’t leave you now. It’s too late. Now open your sweet pussy for me like a nice girl. Else I will break your legs, you whore,” Altaf screamed menacingly. She knew that Altaf meant business. So she parted her massive thighs and exposed her clean shaved cunt. Altaf pinned her down with his hands and. “Come in, please.”She showed him to the sink and then excused herself. She hurried back to the bedroom and made the bed quickly and then did her makeup and hair. Once she thought she was presentable she returned to the kitchen.“How’s it going,” she asked looking at the tall, incredibly well-built man with dark hair, hazel eyes and with a butt she would die to see completely!“Oh, no problem, I think I have fixed it, I just need to check for leaks, would you mind running the water on the left. ..you know my vagina. I feel all empty and I want to feel full and I pulse at my clitoris and I want to touch them." Are you saying you want to touch me and your Aunt Rita honey?" Yeah especially you, you're such a beautiful color and all and it really excites me when I think of touching you. I just can't imagine how you feel, I mean I've only touched white girls. But what I want to know is, am I bad, should I have these feelings. Should I try and touch somebody that I feel like that. I've decided to tell the story from her point of view mainly because that's how I heard it originally.It had been a long day but I needed to get a few things from the supermarket, so on the way home I diverted to our local 'Saveway'. As car park was nearly full I had to park quite a long way from the entrance and it was already getting dark. The queues were long and by the time I finished and headed out towards my car it was fully dark. Where I had parked wasn't totally covered by car park.