You hesitate. Secretly, you'd been waiting for this all day, but the memories of the previous night filled you with fear. There isn't much time to reconsider, though, because your father is already roughly pushing you onto the desk, lifting your skirt, and pulling off your panties. He's already making his second phone call by the time he's rubbing his cock head up and down your slit.
"Have you booked the moving trucks? No, no, I won't need that. Just sell the rest."
Harvey begins pushing his cock-head into your still-sore pussy lips, and you whimper as you try to stay quiet.
"The kids? Leah is already living at her boyfriend's, she'll be alright. James can fend for himself, I never liked him anyway."
You gasp as he pulls hard on your hips and begins to slide into you. Despite the soreness from the previous night's stretching, this time it goes in a little easier. After what seems like an eternity of pushing, his pelvis touches your ass, and you're once more stuffed full of cock.
Your breath comes out in ragged gasps, and you try to keep quiet as ordered when he dials a third number.
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