Adam did not know if that meant the beating had finished but he apparently got his answer when Emily stopped the hopping that she had been doing as sh... rubbed her backside and again put her upper body on the bed, arse in the air.The mark caused by that fourth lash extended to the top of her right thigh which Adam surmised must be a particularly sensitive area.Emily was audibly sobbing but her position indicated that she wanted and expected more so Adam delivered two in rapid succession CRACK. Finally I toldher. “That maybe, but you don’t know for sure, do you?”She looked at me, then actually giggled. “Damn you, Iwant to know for sure if I am going to have my ownbrother’s baby. I am now sure that I am, but I want youto tell me.”I couldn’t help it. I finally and to admit to her, as Ilay there with my cock buried deep inside of her, thatI was the only one that fucked her that night. I toldher how when I found her really drunk I had her drink. Or lick.She drew her fingers back and forth along his cock, lightly along its veins and over his bell end. Her fingernails then combed through the denser pubic mat of velco-like hair above his shaft. Darnell was her first black man and she wanted to explore everything she could. She reached down and held his ballsack. As her fingers manipulated it, both our cocks responded. I looked up at my wife and my black neighbor: she was licking his nipple and he had reached up and was squeezing her big. It wasn’t long before I did, too. I hit with such force against her cervix that I could feel the semen splashing back on me inside her.“I love you, Lissa. We’re going to have a beautiful little girl.”We never got out of bed that weekend. Coffee came to us on Saturday morning, courtesy of Wendy and Kate, who entered just as I entered Lissa—again. There was something ... special ... erotic ... loving about how they set the coffee cups down and cuddled as we made love. They touched us.