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Chapter 45 by SummerDawn SummerDawn

What does it say?

A baby.

She opened her hand, glancing down at the little test screen. It was one of those fancy one's that could tell her roughly when she'd been impregnated, not that it mattered, she knew who it was, and when it had to have happened. She looked at her father, her voice soft, her lips trembling. "I'm pregnant, at least three weeks along." She leaned in to hug her father, unable to say anything more. She didn't want to cry, but she needed her dad to hold her, let her know that he cared for her. She needed reassurance.

John stood there in shock for a bit, yet primal instinct showed his true feeling, as his cock did not go soft with the shocking news but rather kicked as if proud at what it had done. Yet for the man, her step father, the person married to her mother, an important face to the corporation he ran where scandal could topple him, panicked. It was clear in his eyes they held both joy in a child he thought he would never get, and fear in what came next.

"The day after pill...I mean...wow.. umm I don't.. I.. I " His mind scrambled for a second, then he just reached forward and hugged her naked body to his, his large cock slipping up between their stomachs, as her legs spread either side of him. His chin rested on her head as he pressed her young face to his hairy chest. "I love you so much..." is all he could get out right now, as his heavy warm balls pressed her damp pussy.

Noriko nodded, speaking softly, unawares she'd never actually taken the Plan B that first day they'd had sex. "I guess we were that lucky 8% that it didn't work for." As he pulled her close, she felt his warmth, his cock pressing up against her belly, still erect and stiff, same as it was the first time he filled her pussy with it. "We have time to decide what to do Dad. I have a good eight months to go before our child is born, three months maybe before I begin to show, four if I dress right." She kissed him, "I guess that means we don't need those rubbers anymore, nor the pill." She looked up into his eyes, "Please? Can we make love like we'd planned to? Now we're celebrating my giving you what Mom couldn't."

What's next?

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