“I assumed you wouldn’t mind and--” She stopped when I looked at her. She slid back on the table and frowned and turned her eyes away.“Fuck!�... I muttered in frustration. I cleared my throat and looked over my shoulder right into Max’s eyes. “Girls, front and center.”“What?” she asked. Alex dashed from the staircase railing to stand knee to knee with Sam. Sam climbed to her feet. Her shoulders were slumped and she would’ve been standing behind Alex, if she could have inched back without hitting. Ken arrived around one, told my mother we'd be home by 6:30 and we were off. I was pleased to see that his old car had bench seats rather than bucket seats. As soon as we were out of sight of the house, I slid over next to him and he put his arm around my shoulder.I wondered just how I should approach what I wanted. "Ken?" Yes?" Do you really want to see that old movie?" Whatever you want. Today is your day." Why don't we just drive around for a little bit."He stopped for gas and then drove out. As I reached the top of the stairs, I could see light at the end of the hall where my parent’s bedroom was located. Quietly, I snuck down the hall until I reached daddy’s bedroom door. As I looked inside, I felt my face flush red and my heart start to pound. Daddy was sitting on the bed naked, his right hand slowly stroking his huge shaft and his left hand holding a picture, a picture of me. I watched as his hand gripped his huge cock and moved real slow up and down its full length. His. "I thought you might be there."I shook my head. "He owes me a great deal, several thousand. Will his brother pay?" I think so. He was already rich; his thin wife drips with diamonds and pearls." You may stay here as long as you like."She nodded and sipped."The fee will be your body, my dear, willingly if not eagerly. I assume you understand."She blinked. And her mouth fell open. She shivered, understanding my meaning."I intend to pump you full of my jism, to have you bear me a son." But,.
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