He looks at you, face filled with triumphant, then slams one last time into you, completely bottoming out before he moans. Bringing it up, he showed you the blood that is on it. You can’t name it yet. Why He gave us your brother and inspired me to name him Levi.”
You put your hands on his chest to push him off. You don’t want your father to have sex with you! But it makes you uncomfortable. It feels like hours, him rocking his cock in and out of your mouth. Your hips buck at the contact. You were afraid of him guilt tripping you into staying. That stuns you, but makes him chuckle. There was something about his face that terrifies you. That was why you were waiting. He pulls his hand out and then puts it close to your face so you can see there was some slickness on his finger. Despite the spankings and the fears and your mouth screaming. “Well, I have to do the same to your sister sometimes. It feels so wrong. His hand grabs one of yours, forcing it to rest on his bulge. You hate your body, but you know what to do. He looks at you expectantly. You had been saving up what little money you were given by your family.
