The action of her hands, her lips, her teeth, her tongue, her cheeks-it was all perfect in its application, its coordination. He closed his eyes and l...t his body get into tune with her blow job.He felt like a pervert, lying there in a darkened room while his own daughter licked and sucked his pecker, and he felt like a bastard for letting her do it. But he couldn't stop her. He'd tried, and nothing short of physical violence, which he could not allow himself to use, would have diverted her from. “If you want you can put this on.”She took it from him and set it on the bed. “Let’s give this a try and see how it goes. If it sounds like a big husky man I might throw the robe on.”A few minutes later there was a knock on the door. “Room service.”She jumped. It was a female voice. A nice sounding one as well. Without missing a beat she got up and opened the door. The girl was about twenty-five and just stood there looking at the sight in front of her. At first, she didn’t know what to say and. "Not that I am aware. What does it haveto do with what's going on with you?"Frowning, I held up my hand. "That would have made this so much easierto explain."However, before I could begin to explain the wacky story of how Iactually belonged in a parallel dimension, that same impatience led herto leap back to her feet, covering her mouth with both hands. Then shelowered one to point at me. Or, more precisely, my mid-section."You're pregnant, aren't you?"I blinked, mouth dropping open for a. He turned to Sarah, ‘Listen, I’m sorry about this. I should never have let her talk me into this asinine thing.’ ‘Well,’ said Sarah, ‘To be completely fair, I did come to her with my problem with Biff.’ ‘You see?’ said Tina, ‘I wasn’t meddling. I…’ ‘Shut up!’ said Stanley and Sarah at the same time. ‘All the same,’ said Stanley, ‘I’m sorry that…’ ‘No!’ said Sarah, cutting him off, ‘I’m the one who should be sorry. I’m the one who should apologize.’ ‘How do you figure that?’ asked a suddenly.