Without a word of greeting she just started throwing pics into the room, and given my current state it hardly needed an Einstein to imagine the effect...it had on my now quivering bod.This time she was pulling up some even hotter girl on girl stuff, all in some really hardcore situations and positions. My fingers were suddenly more active, stroking my kitty with long slow strokes, teasing, taunting. My tits were rising and falling as my breathing increased. I clicked her nick, and whispered a. You will be having my babies. Darrell will come by a couple of times a year just to keep up the pretense. You won't have to have sex with him at all if you don't want to. Since Darrell is gay, he may not even want to kiss you unless he has to in order to make things look right," I assured her.Darrell came to the house on Saturday of that week. I made the introductions. The girls were a little nervous, but after a while they were more comfortable. I made sure that Darrell and Mel had a little. "Yeah, and use the last buck to give me a can of Pepsi," He dragged three crumpled fives from his pocket. I exchanged the money for goods or services, "Hey, thanks." No worries," I smiled, "Anything else you need?" Nah," He gave a little half wave and said in his most put upon yawn, "I'm going to go fuck the wife." Don't hurt yourself." That'd be a first," He then flashed a bright white smile in need of orthodontia and turned for the door."Fuck," Lara bemoaned and leaned forward on the counter.. ..He had forgotten to close the door, so I thought it would be no harm if I was to peak inside. That decision to look, to engage my curiosity, was the most earth-shattering I ever made.There she was, straddling him as if he was a mechanical bull. He was certainly moving like one, thrusting into Emily like there was no tomorrow. My father was fucking my girlfriend. It occurred to me only seconds later the gravity of that sentence...My father was fucking my girlfriend!I crept further in, tilting.