We both felt that words against racism was one thing, but to actually do something of the sort of significance, and impact, as her having a black c***...d, instead of the typical white one, was the most effective strategy! And Alicia wanted to be pregnant by an African immigrant BEFORE she and I were actually married; and I concurred with her on that!Now I want to talk a little about Ahmed; the African immigrant that would eventually get my young bride pregnant. He come to my country with his. Three, four, five hot streams of tasty cum filled my mouth while his cock pulsed and twitched. I swallowed it all eagerly and then slowed my pace to allow him to recover while I slowly milked every drop of his sweet seed from him. I was a little disappointed when his shrinking member slowly pulled away from my lips. He had a beautiful cock and he had given up a wonderful load for my pleasure, but now it was over. I stood up while he tucked his cock back into his tiny shorts. I began to gather. Anything else?”“No!” came the answer and the line went dead.Lucy debated briefly with herself whether to tell Danny of the call or not, but she knew that Danny wanted to do what he felt was his duty to the child. She knocked on the bathroom door.“Danny?”“I’ll be right out!”“No, that’s not it. The ‘mother of your unborn child’ just called and wants you to call back.”“Did she sound urgent?”“Naah, just bitchy. She sure sounds like a fun kinda girl,” Lucy laughed.Danny came out of the bathroom with. That morning was the first time since Sara's death that he spoke. It took months after that during which we were like brother and sister, I suppose, though I still loved him. I still felt guilty I was there with him instead of Sara. He took me out for my birthday ... and proposed ... I said yes, of course, and I was happy, but I never lost that bit of guilt. Until now. Because I believe Sara and Peter are together again and, you know, I think one day I'll be with them too. But it's hard being.