Yes, good, so good. Nigger….ahhh, fuck me…so big….so big. Breed…ahh…breed…ohh…Nigger…breed….me…ohhh…yessss….yessss.’ The Bla...ck 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 final thrust and loud. Seven showed up that evening with a mission proposal. "Folks, the fifteens have been tweaking their time travel device, and our software experts have been working on some simulations of historical alternatives. The upshot is that we would like to do some experiments with changing history to see if the simulation is valid. There was a situation on the planet Timsno that is perfect for our first trial. We would like for you to prevent an assassination of a religious leader 120 years ago. This. Well ... I don't think so, Wendy ..." Terry answered weakly.Terry had almost forgotten that he was fucking his girl on his mother'sbed. Now that she had mentioned his mother again he was filled once morewith a strange dizzying excitement that he found difficult to trace,although he knew it had something to do with his unusual and confusingfeelings for his mother."She doesn't have boy friends? But you said she divorced your fatherthree years ago!" Wendy said interestedly."She says she's through. Nahin .. Mujhe jaane do .. She said. But that was not what she actually wanted as i read from her body language. And i put my dick in to her wet chut. She cried as the hard rod penetrated her wet cunt. Kitna mota hai .. Maan .. Meri to fat gayi.. Saheb .. Kya fad doge..She said. I pumped har hard. Her legs were wide open and her hands were on my hipps. She was feeling the pumping action. Thik ghus raha hai .. I asked. Thoda niche .. She said. I positioned myself right and she said thik hai..