We were pretty normal kids, joking with one another and often looking curiously at each other’s bodies; this was just fine until it got a little out...of hand one night. Shelia was not feeling very well and she ended up sleeping with mom while dad slept on the couch. I was almost asleep when Jeff exclaimed, “Damn I am horny, look at my dick, bro.” I rolled over and stared at his hard dick gripped in his hand, it seemed huge compared to mine. “If Shelia was here right now I would pop her little. The cane fell, again and again, swoosh/crack, swoosh/crack. My hips jerked against the cushion, my arms pulled against the restraints as I arched my back, head back, cried out. My backside was a blaze of pain. The individual strokes had changed, too, from the single hit and rest which gives a sweet burn, to the upward flick at the end which gives an extra little kick to each stroke. My eyes were shut tight, my jaws clenched as I endured. Inside, I was on fire too. A fire that needed quenched.I. "He peered at me curiously, looking deeply into my eyes. "You don't know?" He then glanced at Gianna. "Does she even know?" Know what?" I demanded, my voice a low growl.He looked back to me and said, "She..." he hesitated, started to continue, then stopped again."What is going on? I'm not asking you again." She's pregnant," he told me. "And above all else, you must keep her safe." What?" I asked, hardly able to believe what he was saying. I understood the part where he told me she was pregnant.. And she felt something else too.The bed was shifting. Something was climbing onto it, up near her head.Still in the fog the torrential orgasm had filled her mind with she turned to see what it was. Opening her eyes she saw a stiff cock approaching her face, a set of thighs rising up behind it from the knees that were on the bed. Reflexively she felt her tongue slide across her lips, felt it caress the nerve endings and spark a resurgence of the hunger inside her body. A hand brushed across her.