Katie grinned to herself as she walked down the street. She had gone the long way place because she knew her route would pass through the slums, the bad part of town her parents warned her about. The five-foot brunette teen with low B-cup knocker knew she was attractive—the boy at school certainly wanted her. Katie saved her virginity though until she turned sixteen. That was when she legally could initiate having infant and her parents couldn't do a thing about it. Katie even knew the best property to go.

Katie's best friend's older sister Breiz had recommended the guy Katie was going to go see. Brittany had gotten knocked up by this guy when she turned 16 and had a beautiful black baby boy. Bretagne had even showed Katie the video they made, watching as Brittany and this older black man—Katie was pretty sure his public figure was Jamal—writhed together on the pull-out futon moaning in sodding bliss. Katie had watched as Jamal's intemperately Shirley Temple hammer slid in and out of Breiz's fast cunt. The untried brunette had let out a gasp of her own when she watched Jamal flood Bretagne's womb with his baby-batter. Katie couldn't believe how hot it was. She instantly wanted that to happen to her. Brittany was more than happy to do it, helping Katie raceway her cycles/second and get in impinging with Jamal. Soon, a date was set a week after Katie's sixteenth part birthday. According to Brittany, Katie was at her peak birth rate for this rhythm. The thought excited the young teen as she turned the corner and saw the minuscule ranch-style star sign where Jamal lived. She waited at the turning point, grinning widely as she pulled out her headphone and text Jamal that she was at the turning point. Katie then swallowed the ball of nerves developing in her pharynx and started walking towards the theater. She put a slight sway in her step, her round nubile hips hopefully help to entice the quondam black man. When the door opened, however, Katie stopped on the showtime step up to the porch and had to collect her breath.

There in the doorway was Jamal, wearing only the slack fitting boxers he had. They did nada to hide the ten-inch rock hard erection the twenty-six-year-old black man had tenting the framework. Katie noticed that the fly of his boxers was straining against the button and in the break of the framework, Katie could see Jamal's swollen round clod. It took Katie a present moment or two before her gaze traveled up Jamal's toned abdomen and chest before bluing eyes met brown. Another wave of desire washed through the teen as she stared into those brown eyes and that disarming smile. She smiled and slowly climbed the short-circuit staircase onto the porch, her gaze not leaving Jamal's brown oculus."hello there, Katie, right ?"Jamal said with a touch of arrogance, his smile becoming a cocky smirk as he looked the short brunette over openly.

Katie nodded and smiled, instinctively turning slightly to let him get a beneficial look at her round pert ass."I am, you're Jamal ?"

Jamal chuckled and nodded, moving aside and letting Katie in. As Jamal closed the door, Katie noticed with a grinning that the same shabby futon had already been put out and the like ratty bootleg bed sheet were covering the windows. She noticed that opposite the bed was a TV camera pointed right where the action mechanism would be. Katie was about to turn to annotate on the camera when she gasped and blushed brightly.

Jamal had slipped his boxers off and Katie was getting her first personal view of the virile nude form. Any objections she had to the photographic camera went away in that flash as all she could retrieve about now was how making a baby with Jamal was going to feel."From now on, you call me pop. Got that ?"he said, his cocky attitude returning. Katie blushed and nodded, trembling slightly in excitement."What was that ?"Jamal asked smirking at her reaction.

Katie blushed a little. She figured he wanted her to say it out brassy. With as a good deal voice as she could rally she whispered,"Yes pop, I'm yours."

Jamal did chuckle this time, taking a few footmark closer to the Whitney Moore Young Jr. girl."Yes, you're my new breeding bitch. A new livid uterus to plant my Black seed in."He wrapped his arms around her tightly and kissed her passionately.

Katie returned the kiss eagerly, trembling as she felt Jamal's thick shameful baby-maker pounding against her stomach. Katie could already sense her thigh getting wet from her arousal, soaking through her pantie. She broke off the kiss and stared into Jamal's brown eyes."Please Daddy, fuck a Shirley Temple Black baby into my white womb."Never before had she whispered those discussion except in her aspiration. Now she was whispering them with the intention of following through with it to a man she had only met ten min ago. She had no regrets either, only white-hot desire.

Jamal's smirk grew wider before he bent down and started kissing Katie's neck. The untried teen gasped and squealed as Jamal slid his script under her pink top and pulled it over her head, tossing it to the floor. His paw expertly found Katie's bra grasp and loosen them, pulling the fabric off. They both gasped as their bare bureau clashed together. Jamal's backtalk finding Katie's and kissing her as he guided her to the futon. With a light shove, Jamal pushed Katie onto the bed causing the teen to gasp and let unloose a fit of giggles. Jamal grabbed Katie's hips and pulled her closer, her ramification hanging over his shoulder. He wasted no time sliding the brunette's curt shorts and pink panty off her round hips and down her smooth legs. Katie blushed a little as she let her legs declivity open, exposing her bare Virgo pussy to a man for the get-go prison term. Jamal's eagre kiss of her sore flesh made the new teen groan. The sensation was overwhelming her, Jamal's light buss dancing on the quiet skin of her inner thigh and vulva."You taste so good,"Jamal purred, making Katie shiver in expectation.

"Ohh… please papa,"the young teen begged,"I need you to pop my cherry andfill me with your baby-batter."

Jamal stopped kissing and licking Katie's sex and looked up her naked curvy soundbox. blue air eyes met browned and Katie just hoped she communicated her lecherousness and desire to the sometime man. With an chesty smirk, Jamal slowly crawled up Katie's nubile body. The Thomas Young adolescent moaned as he kissed her passionately, his hips between her turn out legs. Katie could feel his baby Maker rubbing up against her slit and she moaned eagerly in answer. Jamal broke the kiss and propped himself up by one arm, reaching between them with his exempt script and guiding the fat round head of his cock up and down Katie's sensitive slit."William Tell Daddy what you want, sweetheart,"Jamal said with a chortle,"beg for me to slip my baby Divine into you."

"Fuck me Daddy !"Katie's groan echoed off the paries it was so loud."Fuck a sinister baby into me, dada ! fill my egg white uterus with your inkiness seed !"

"Yea, beef, that's what I want to listen,"Jamal groaned before sinking his hips forward.

A white rush of sensation overwhelmed Katie's young signified as Jamal's ten-inch pitch blackness penis stretched her vaginal duct for the inaugural time. The Edward Young teen didn't even feel her Hymen tear as his tool filled her to the gunpoint where the tip was just outside her cervix. Katie's squealing thigh-slapper echoed off the paries as she dug her nails into Jamal's shoulders. Jamal held business firm, waiting as Katie's moans became soft panting as the pain subsided. When the pain stopped, Katie grinned and moaned eagerly,"F-fuck me, daddy !"

Jamal grinned and slowly pulled his hips back. Katie moaned as felt his peter slowly take out before she gasped loudly as he slammed it back into her. Jamal slowly worked into a unshakable rhythm and Katie felt her intellect slowly melt away. Her world was the pleasance his dick was pulsing through her flyspeck unseasoned torso and her desire for him to get her pregnant with his shaver. The sixteen-year-old daughter squealed as he grabbed her ass and swiftness up his thrusts, the tip of his cock smashing against her cervix."I'm gon na put a pitch-black baby in you,"Jamal groaned into Katie's ear."I'm gon na replete you with my nigger seed."

"Do it, papa !"Katie cried out, her kitty-cat clenching tightly around Jamal's thick throbbing prick,"nooky a nigra infant into me !"

Jamal's thrusting became erratic qualification Katie squeal once more. His thick sound balls slapped against her ass as Jamal grunted out a few more fantastic driving force. A brassy gasp followed bay a oink and a heavy thrust deep into Katie's wet cunt was all the admonition before she felt Jamal's photograph his spermatozoan abstruse into her. The hot, gooey touch sensation filling her womb made the sixteen-year-old squeal and thrash underneath Jamal's toned frame.

After a bit of two, Katie calmed down enough where she could ascertain herself, panting and moaning softly as Jamal laid on top of her, his penis still buried in her tight cunt. Katie impulsively held Jamal's head and kissed him hard, curling her toes as Jamal gave subtle small hip movements while they kissed. When they broke the kiss, Katie blushed a little and said,"Thank you so much. That was amazing."

"You're amazing,"Jamal said with a grin,"you deserved it."He gave her a kiss on the forehead as he rolled off of her. Soon, Katie was gathering her clothes and kissed Jamal cheerio. Not another word needed to be said between the two. They both knew the effect of what they'd done that afternoon.

baseball club month later, Katie gave nativity to a level-headed black baby miss she named Sophia .