Until the following weekend. We had just gotten back from a party that I was the designated driver for and the party was lame. I don't even know if Mi...ch had gotten drunk or not, but while we were lying in bed talking I felt really close to him. I think we kissed first, then he began to touch my breasts. We fondled each other and he began to get frustrated because up until then I had been the ultimate tease to him and I was still doing it. All I kept saying in agony was, “You should have tried. At the same instant that I thrust my cock forward, my daughter raised her hips and pushed against me. The sudden, unexpected move only served to hasten up my contact with her walls, but like two experienced lovers, we were able to adapt ourselves to the change pretty quickly. Her cuntal walls threatened to squeeze the life out of me, as I tried to move in and out of her tight pussy. By the seventh entry, though, my control went - I exploded inside her pussy. My orgasm triggered an even more. Aching down there. But wanting more. I try widening my legs, jutting my hips out as much as I can. Looking at her.…don’t stop...“Does the slut like it?”I nod. And I feel the crop rubbing me, she takes it away and looks at it.“Goodness! You’re really wet!”My face goes red. Feeling ashamed and weak. I try to shrink against the crossbar. I feel the crop under my chin, vaguely smelling myself on it. She pushes up.“Look at me.”I stare into her face and she lets the crop drop. Her hand is on. I told them that if we were doing this, that I didn’t want to see, hold or even know the sex of the baby. I’ll deliver and it’ll be gone. Keep a sheet between me and the delivery process.I was upset but they were probably right. I was way too young to raise a kid. So I cried whenever I thought about it and thinking about giving up the baby was something I tried not to do.So where was I?Ok, let’s see, oh yeah the fourth party.On the way to the party Tony told us Raymond had elected not to return.