Yes, with provisions

Eventually, she got enough air and opened her eyes. They were very red, still covered in a layer of phlegm, but they held my gaze even as the man fucking her cunt began to plunge into her frantically. She was smiling.

“Oh Steve, you silly boy, I thought you’d never ask!” she said. That was all I needed, and my cock blasted its largest load of the day all over her face. Streaks of sperm landed on her lips, up her nose, even in her eyes. Some reached up and onto her latex covered tits. By the time I was finished, her face was barely visible beneath the mask of cum and spit.

“Aww, that’s sweet,” said a deep voice. I looked up, and saw that my new girlfriend’s black lover had decided to join in the conversation at last. “That’s the cutest thing I’ve seen all day. That’s so cute, I’m gonna give you two lovebirds a present. A nice nigger baby in this bitch’s belly.”

His little speech finished, he pushed balls deep inside Gemma and started grunting. Gemma squealed as well as she was filled.

“Oh God Steve, this big black stranger is filling my womb with his big black seed! There’s so much of it, I feel like I’m going to burst! He’s giving me a baby Steve, a big nigger baby born to be a real motherfucker! Or a little nigger bitch for you to train like the animal she is! I love this black cock! I love all black cock, as long as they **** my tight white holes and fill me with nigger babies! Mmmmm.”

She stopped talking as I stuck my own cock inside her mouth and released my bladder. She moaned and came, thrashing on the table between our dicks so much that mine slipped out and sprayed piss over her face, washing the cum away until it matted her hair instead. I finished peeing as the nigger finished inseminating. He pulled out and left the store without another word.

“Steve, of course I’ll be your girlfriend.” Gemma said, pushing her way off the counter. “I’ve wanted that for ages. But…” she looked me in the eye, nervously, “As you’ve just seen, I’ve recently become a massive black cock slut. This womb,” here she patted her latex belly, “will be blasted with black seed as often as I can get it. I aim to be filled with a nigger baby at all times. If you somehow manage to knock me up between black babies, I will abort it. My womb is a nigger breeding zone. Is that okay with you?”

She was still looking at me. Clearly, she was as worried as I was just now. I thought about it. I already had plenty of kids dotted around. Celia and mom were always options if I actually wanted to raise my own baby. And the idea of my girlfriend being forever pregnant with stranger’s black babies was actually kinda hot. I smiled.

“So I’ll pick you up at seven for our first couple date?” I said. She smiled back, through her ruined face, and it lit up my heart like never before.