And once she found out she was pregnant, it was obvious where we went wrong.But the long and short of it was that, while our father was gone to get ou... mother, neither Addison or I worried about the fact that I was pumping her full of my sperm every night. Often two or three times a night.Vlad never mentioned birth control to us. Maybe he thought Addison was on the pill. And while our dialog sometimes dealt with that subject, they were just lines and somehow that made them ... I don't know .... I had seen the farmer in the weeks following that day driving in and around the village as if on the hunt but as I wasn't on my bike I guess he didn't recognise me, he has only seen me in my cycling lycra - and, of course, butt naked bar a face covering lol - and believe it or not I was wearing my cycling helmet throughout. Only realised that just now!I was nearing the track to his barn which is on an extremely narrow track with no verge and high hedges when I heard the familiar sound of his. So grinning slightly I brought her the smaller broom. That grin disappeared when I learned what she intended to do with that broom.With the broom in hand, she tells me that we are going to have some fun. I wince as I hear her behind me with a bottle of lube. "Since you do such a miserable job at sweeping with your hands..." her voice trailed off as she lifted my skirt and bent me over, and centered the broom stick? on my asshole"...I will just have to see it this is better for you." I winced in. My back was arching as I pushed up against his black cock to get his full nine inches inside me completely. I was cumming constantly, my juices running out around his cock, dripping down his balls.After about thirty-five minutes of having my pussy pounded by nine inches of thick black cock and having too many orgasms too count. I wanted to see him pleasure himself. I wanted him to shoot his load all over my breasts.Still on my hands and knees, he pulled out and walked around to the front. I.