Clean Your Room

He was getting close as his breathing labored and even a bead of sweat formed on his forehead from the workout. He finally was pumping at top speed until he pounded out 4 distinct slow strokes like hammering a stake into the ground each time. He tensed his body as his back arched.

"Don't... Cum... Inside!" She breathed softly

He barely heard her but it was too late.
“OH YEA YES DAMN NO!” He said as at the end he processed the predicament. He shot his manseed into his daughter’s womb, deep inside of her. It was a fair amount as his orgasm was violent with intensity. He wasn’t getting proper relief from his wife lately of course.

He pulled out and collapsed next to her but it was too late as his sperm bank was empty.

“Oh shit…don’t tell me…you are not on the pill.” He said once he regained his breath.

“This was my fault…I am sorry…DAMN.” He added disgusted with himself.

He knew this wasn't good. Not good at all.
 
It was too late and her father had already shot his cum inside her pussy. He rolled off her and apologized. She took a brief moment to recover from her wonderful orgasm then sat up, cross legged on the bed. Slipping her index finger into her flooded pussy she felt a cheerful tingle. Retracting the digit she observed the sticky film that covered her fingers. There was a lot of it and it was in too deep. She swang her legs off the side of the bed and sat forward with her head in her palm. As frustration ruined the tender moment for her she glanced back at her father.

"Don't worry about it." She told him, replying to his earlier apology. She wasn't sure if that was the right thing to tell him as her mind raced in her head. Reaching for her shorts on the floor she wasn't sure what their next move should be. As she pulled her shorts up her slender legs she stopped at her knees and looked at her cunt. A large wade of cum was leaking from her swollen entrance and spreading out on the bed sheet below.

"Fuck!" She cursed under her breath.
 
He felt quite bad as this should have been a special moment with Kelly. He wasn’t bothered by the incest with his daughter. He just couldn’t grip the consequence it could bring. She was a terrific girl and honestly if he would divorce and leave his wife…if Kelly wasn’t his daughter, it would be a no-brainer. It would even tempt him toward doing with since his marriage was not all that it seemed to most people.

"Don't worry about it." She told him,

He got up and collected his clothes then walked slowly to his bedroom. Tomorrow morning his wife would be home. He knew he would need a good poker face much less hoped Kelly would be able to handle this.

He knew with the possible issue a hug or kiss wasn’t appropriate.
“Good Night Kel…I love you.” He said from the hallway.
 
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