To Mr. Anonymous next time you want to leave a comment about me dropping my panties for a "NIGGER" leave your name so I know to avoid a racist like you if we meet. Before leaving the rude comment put down your crack pipe and pick up your magnifying glass and drop your pants. That is the reason so many woman pleasure themselves on a real African-American cock and not yours, its like fucking a wet spaghetti noodle.
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I awoke the next morning and had to smile, Kelli was snuggled close. I went and made coffee and relaxed while it brewed. Kelli awoke as I was pouring my first cup. She strolled up to me and gave me a kiss forcing her tongue into my mouth, I kissed back, "Thank you."
"For what?"
"Getting me laid last night, you were right."
"About what?"
"Ty, he was gentle and showed care, I felt loved."
We sat at the table drinking coffee, Kelli was aglow, "You certainly look happy."
"I am."
I went to take a shower and get ready for work. Kelli surprised me when she got in with me. I turned, surprised Kelli planted a loving kiss on my lips. I accepted the kiss as she started rubbing my belly, the babies kicked, "I think they like you."
Kelli laughed, sinking to her knees she kissed my belly, "I'm glad."
Kelli kissed her way down to my honey pot and started eating me, "Kelli we have to go to work, Ohhhh."
Kelli stopped and we finished our shower, "It's Friday, why don't you spend the night?"
Kelli agreed and we were off to work. I left the following Friday for maternity leave, Kelli's morning sickness went away.
I gave birth to a boy and girl, two weeks later. Ty checked on me everyday as did Kelli. Ty was very good with Malcolm and Jessica. Kelli glowed watching Ty with the kids, she was falling in love.
Kelli moved in to spend more time with Ty. With his mothers permission Ty agreed to watch the children when I returned to work.
I went back to work, Kelli now had a bulge in her belly. Karen seemed to be missing a lot in the mornings now, I could only guess. After a few days of her disappearing I called her to my office, "Karen are you all right?"
"Yes Ali, why do you ask?"
"You seem to be more distracted now then before, you weren't in your department when I went looking for you."
"Ali I'm pregnant, morning sickness."
"Okay that is all I need to know."
Karen went back to work, I knew she wasn't married. I had a sneaky suspicion who the father was the way she too gloated about Ronnie.
A couple of months after returning to work I was getting frustrated. I had not had sex since before having the twins. Kelli and Karen now sporting bulging bellies, I was horny.
I had regained my shapely figure with the twins being so active. Kelli and I were laying in bed one night, Kelli admiring my tribal weave tattoo, "This is cool."
"I felt naughty one day and decide to get it."
"I like the piercings to."
"I thought they would hurt."
"They didn't?"
"I don't know if it was all the excitement I felt or if the tattoo artist was just that good, Shit!"
"What is it?"
"I promised him pictures after they healed."
Kelli started kissing my tattoo which got me excited, she worked her tongue to my clit, "Kelli that feels so good."
She lifted her head, "I never thought I would like eating pussy, then I met you," she went back to eating me.
I went to sleep that night with some relief but more frustrated that it was not cock in my pussy.
Kelli and I took a ride that weekend to the tattoo shop. We went in and my luck was with me it was the same tattoo artist, "Hey how are you?"
He turned and looked, "Hey back for another tattoo?"
"No, you wanted pictures after I healed."
"That was almost a year ago."
"Yeah, I'm sorry it took me so long, I didn't think you would want pictures with me pregnant."
Kelli seemed to be getting excited, rubbing her belly, "I never would have guessed you were looking at you."
"Thank you, do you still want to take some? afterall a promise is a promise."
"Sure come on back,"
"Can I go," Kelli finally spoke.
"Sure."
We went back to a dressing room and I disrobed. The artist seemed to take his time admiring his work, making sure the angle was right so there were no shadows.
I was getting excited letting a stranger take pictures of me naked. When he finished taking the pictures, "I want to see them."
"I have to download them."
"How long?"
"Twenty minutes to download and print."
"We have time, we'll wait."
He left to do his thing. I never did get dressed, Kelli rubbed my tattoo, "I want one."
"Ask when he comes back, we're here now."
The artist came back and handed me a stack of photos which I went through, "Everything okay?"
"Yes, are you sure your not a photographer?"
"That's what I went to school for."
"These are absolutely perfect."
"It's not hard working with a goddess such as yourself."
I blushed, "Thanks."
Kelli chimed in, "I would like a tattoo."
"I'm afraid because you are pregnant you will have to wait."
"Why?"
"To many risks and liability in your condition."
"I understand."
I finally got dressed and we left. I was hornier and more frustrated now then before. I was naked in front of a man for over and hour. He was so professional about the whole thing. Thoughts of Ronnie shot into my mind, why do I keep thinking of that bastard?
I tried to leave work at five every night to get home to the children, Ty was understanding when I didn't. Kelli would go sometimes to babysit, when she could.
After taking the kids to the doctor for a check up, they were healthy. I was surprised to learn since they were a boy and girl two eggs were fertilized, I set up DNA tests for them.
Kelli went away for the weekend, I got to spend time with my kids alone. Saturday was warm and sunny, I took the kids to the park.
I was strolling the kids through the park, noticing people staring as I walked by. I watched as more and more black men seemed to look at me and then down to my ankles.
Finally a very handsome young black man approached, "Can I help you make another kid?"
"How do you know I'm not just babysitting?"
"Your anklet."
"What does that have to do with it?"
"Placement says you are into black men."
It all hit me just then when Ronnie kissed my ankle and said I realized my destiny, "I wouldn't want to go to jail for statutory rape."
"I'm eighteen, not jail bait."
I felt my panties get wet, "Prove it."