My body was working with and on his to make a baby. A black one. My efforts were rewarded, as he gave a mighty bellow, nearly thrusting me into the ai... and I felt more of his sperm jet into me, as both of our bodies worked in nature’s harmony.My husband, who had been witnessing all of this, finally shot another tiny few drops of his load, this time onto the coffee table. Inwardly I growled. I was going to positively kill him for that. But for this moment, there was just my lover, me, and the. Most nights Zoe sneaked into my room after the rest of the house went to bed. I guess it’s not really sneaking, since Mom knows it is happening, but we always try to keep it from being too obvious. Saturday Vicki had joined her. She was still sad, but sleeping cuddled between me and Zoe seemed to be helping.I was surprised on Sunday when, instead of either of my normal two bed mates, Emily walked in the door wearing a robe and sat at the edge of my bed. “Emily? Is everything ok?” I asked.“Yes.. . Now, say it!" he commanded. "I-I-I can't... !" she whimpered again, clenchingher eyes tightly together. "Say it, or I'll leave you... Now!" he teased hercruelly. "Say it! Say fuck me!" "NNnnnnooooo!" she whimpered, and he beganto pull his hips and his thick, throbbing cock awayfrom between her legs. His hands still held hershoulders firmly, but his loins were no longer touching hers. She opened her eyes slightly to see whathe was doing and he could tell that she was tortured almost beyond all. Nothing but skin! Don’t bother to argue about it, I didn’t make the rules, so either accept and come along or stay. Linda and I have to go, if we are to have any hope of rescuing the three captive princesses!”Lydia was half crazy at the best of times and far, far from a reliable trustworthy person, but in a nutshell, she was right ... this was our best and perhaps only chance to get the odds back slightly more on our side. Right now we were essentially powerless and needed to be able to find.