He should not have been shocked to see the covers thrown way back and his two daughters sitting there naked. They both sat with hands demurely clasped...in their laps, developing breasts proudly exposed, and faces flushed crimson. Swallowing hard and thankful for his currently exhausted prostate, he finally was able to speak. "Uh, girls, uh, I thought you were going to get dressed while I was gone." Oh, Daddy! I've wanted to give you this gift and this is a perfect time." But, Jordan..." Me, too,. I don’t want it like this. I don’t want him to see my face as he fucks me. I try to get up, but he’s in the position of power now, kneeling over me and he pins me down, arms at my sides. I struggle, which seems to please him. As he lets out a low chuckle.“You can’t run away from it, boy.”His intimidating alpha tone undoes me. I know I’m lost, well past any point of return, my body stills and I take his prep, breathing in deeply, pursing my lips together hard, trying not to moan. I bury my face. "OK," she said in passing, getting in the car. "Floppies. I'm going to need lots of floppies. I've got a lot of data to download." I've got a few you can have," John replied as he got in and started the car. "Maybe eight or ten." That won't even get me started. I'm going to dump the whole mainframe. It'll take time to do, but it'll be quicker in the long run."John flipped a nickel in his mind. It was worth going to a fair amount of trouble, just on the chance that Heather might be willing to. Then we did sleep. In the morning, recharged, we tried more sex positions before coming again. I was grateful to Carolyn for teaching me that there were a lot of ways to have sex. Tyler had to go home that afternoon. We talked over the phone that night, but not for long. We'd had a good weekend together, and we were tired.Jason was gone for his swim team workout by the time I got up Monday morning. I wondered if he was going to still be pissed when he saw Tyler. Maybe they'd be friends again..