Give in

"Look, kid, I'm never going to feel that way for you; I just won't, but if it makes this get over with quicker, then I'll play along."

You all can say it is sick telling your own brother that you love him, but he is already fucking you, and it the only way to make it end.

You look up at your brother and say in your most female voice, "I love you," he grabs your hips and thrust into you. Your body accepted his thrust, and your tits bounce. He isn't as violent as your father was; in fact, he is much more passionate. It like His cock is trying to explore and memorize every inch of your pussy.

"Miss, please give me your name, or at least give me something to call you by as I make love to you."

You look at your father, who is still sucking milk out of your tit. He gives me the signal to give him what he wants.

You certainly weren't going to give him your own name, so You told him the name of your high school best friend, "if you must, you can call me Taylor."

As soon as the name slipped your mouth, he started using it "oh Taylor, I love you so much. Your pussy is the best thing ever." His hands pull your hips into him.

Then he found what he was looking for, your g spot. As he stroke it, you are unable to hold back a moan. As if a dog on a bone once he found it, he wouldn't stop hitting it. "Taylor, I won't cum until you do. Cum with me as we make love." To shut him up, you push your dad off your tit and pull him into a kiss. The kiss work as plan but unfortunately, in the act, you lost control of your own body, and you ended up cunning as he filled your womb with hot sperms.

His upper body collapses from exhaustion as his cock continued to spurt cum inside of you. For what seems like a whole minute, he sent jet after jet inside you. He must have been saving his cum For a long time because it just kept coming.

When he finished he cock slowly slipped out of you as he remained motionless on your sweaty milk-covered tits. Because of the blindfold, you can't tell if he was awake or asleep until he began talking. "Dad, you said I couldn't know her true identity until it was my turn. Well, your baby is over there, and I just came inside her, so it must be my turn. Can I take off my turn the light on now?"

You frantically shook your head no, pleading with your father to keep your identity a secret. To your enjoyment, your father says, "well, let's wait until she definitely pregnant first."

Your brother let out a disappointing moan, but he never did move towards the light switch.

So Your father continues, "Now that you're finished, I think it's time to leave."

With your father's assistance, he slowly lifted his body off your and headed towards the door. As he walked toward the door, he said: "it was really nice 'being' with you again, miss." You guess he realized Taylor wasn't your real name. They both exited the room with your brother's hand clenching tightly around your wet thong.

Over the next few weeks, they would make regular visits. On the short visits, he would fuck you in missionary style and then leave. On the more extended stays, he would insist on trying a new position first. He fucks you doggy style to A-frame style, with your father being in your mouth. You hate the ones that made you do all the work, like 'cowgirl,' because the idea of fucking yourself on your own brother made your skin crawl. Regrettably, for some reason, he like those ones and kept insisting on them at least 3 to 4 times a week. After he was finished fucking you, your father and he would spend the next thirty minutes to an hour nursing off your tits to 'regain his strength.' After he was totally 'refreshed,' he would end the session with what he called passionate missionary. Which just consisted of him making you say 'I love you' while he screams out whatever name you decided to tell him that day. After he was finished, he would wish you a good day and leave you naked with his cum leaking out of your pussy.

By the fourth week, he became so familiar with your room that he would start off by walking over to the crib and kissing your baby. While he was busy playing with your child, he would insist that you go take a pregnancy test. After taking the test, you would give it to your father, who would give it to him if he was allowed to take his blindfold off.

Six weeks and four days in the test read two plus signs. You are pregnant, and you know the next day, he would be coming in without the blindfold on.