“I won’t be just a sperm donor!”“They wouldn’t do that. You will be the baby’s father and this unusual family will become more of one.”W...ile shocked, I found the idea appealing. I loved being a dad and once my kids grew to teens, I missed much of the interactions from when they were little. The idea of being a dad again wasn’t at all objectionable. I wasn’t thrilled with being set-up by Michelle, and that’s exactly how it felt. But then that pussy slowly moving up and down started getting to. I was a bit sore, but it was more a muscle ache now than anything.“Any soreness or pain when I do that,” he asked.I looked back and shook my head. “I have a little soreness like I overworked a muscle, but no pain now. Does that mean we can take care of that pesky virginity problem now?”“We might want to wait until after lunch, in case you want a little more privacy,” he replied with a chuckle. “I would also hate for your first time to feel rushed, my dear.”“After lunch would be perfect,” I. Herein lies the irony, it's when we girls are ovulating, that's the time when we will apply the makeup, and the perfume we think will turn a man's head, and why, believe it or not, we want to fuck.'You smell different, this morning', daddy said to me as I had walked past him a few times, 'New Perfume'?'Just showered daddy, it's me you're smelling', I replied, as a warm glow flowed through me, making me feel like a woman.'Must be the soap', he retorted, but I was having the last word, the urge. ’ he crooned. ‘Morning Mr Roberts’ I smiled.’ Had a good day yesterday did you?’ he enquired ‘Yes thanks. It was incredibly good in the end’ ‘Good, good,’ he murmured once again staring straight at my tits, ‘Like what you see Mr Roberts?’ I asked cheekily ‘Mmmm yes dear’ he leered. As he continued to stare I felt my nipples begin to harden. ‘Are you wanking your cock again Mr Roberts?’ I asked. ‘Sorry dear, you just make me so horny when you dress like that, gives an old man a reason for.