He could raise his grandchild... or child. She could still go to college.He became aware of Cindy's breast under his hand. He slid his hand from her b...east, down over her flat belly, full of her father's sperm, and she moved in her sleep. He kept going, his fingers sliding right across her pubes, instead of tangling in them, like they did with Denise's fluffier bush. She was warm, and damp, and slippery, down there. He moved, to roll her to her back, and she woke up."What's wrong?" she asked,. She noticed there was an envelope from Phred, with the word “Confidential” written on it. She looked around before opening, because she didn’t need any nosy eyes. She was mesmerized by the sight of his thick, black, powerful tool; it was bigger than any penis she had ever seen. She felt her breath quicken as she imagined tasting it and pleasuring him with her tongue, the feeling of him splitting her as he entered her. Her pussy began to moisten as she fantasized. Under the picture were the. That goes on for a minute when I hear softly"get up or you know what happens. Still groggy, I lay there for a few seconds before what I heard registered. I hop out of bed and look around. There He is. I'm not sure how he keeps getting into my room."Pajama bottoms off and bend over" I do as He tells me. I'm curious but afraid at the same time."spread your ass cheeks open wide' Once again I do as I am told. I hear him over near my tool chest. Yes I have a tool chest. It is 36x20x10 inches and its. Her movements got my precum flowing again. She whispered, "Let it go. Give me your cum, Paul." It was like she was cooing in my ear. I instantly responded.The first pulse of my maleness was totally dry...nothing came forth. But, the second spasm was a huge glob of my male fluids flying into the air and arcing down the stairs. I couldn't groan but wanted to. That gush was followed by another with my thick, hot cum flying. Then another, another, and another. My sex cream was flying out of my.