She leaned over and put her nose an inch from his.“You prick,” she panted. “You just came in me, didn’t you!”“Couldn’t ... help ... it,�...� gasped Tim.“You prick!” she said again. “I’m supposed to have Daddy’s baby, not yours!”In those few seconds, Bob basically gave up trying to do the right thing about his daughter, too.Bob did try to protect the girls. I won’t say it was to his credit, because when he called the doctor to get them in for an exam to get a prescription for the pill, and was told. The moisture was transferring to her panties and they were becoming moist. Now her pussy lips were almost visible. she became more insistent and rubbed harder, pushing into her lips a bit more. Her eyes were closed now, and her breathing much heavier. Her hips rocking with her thrusts. It was too much for me. I moved up behind her on the bed, which she would have felt as the mattress would have moved. She continued stroking her pussy through her panties. I reached for her waist and pulled up. She could not understand why Keri would not tell her. They tell each other everything. How they play with themselves. The boys they like. The teachers they think are hot. Sherry wormed her way across the bed, her face in Keri face, 'you can tell me, you know I keep our secrets'.Keri looked Sherry in the eyes. Letting her own eyes go smokey the way Daddy loves them. She reached up with her right hand to Sherry's chin, leaned forward and kissed Sherry softly. Sherry tasted good, like her lip. "If I was a few years older........" If you were a few years older, you wouldn't be getting the free show Igave you today luv," she smiled back.Satisfied that he had held his own bantering with the secretary, Brianknocked on Mr Tilsbury's door and went right in. Tilsbury was pouringover a ledger; another pile of ledgers was stacked on the corner of hisdesk. Brian didn't know how these desk-bound scribblers could standtheir work; cooped up in a dingy office eight hours a day. 'Maybe.