Daddy needs some rest

You were vaguely aware of every throb and pulse of his vile organ, while he emptied the contents of his testicles inside of your dangerously fertile vagina. When he finally paused, you released a sigh of relief. Once he climbed off you'd have a chance to get up and empty the slippery contents of your pussy into a tissue.

"Still a bit early to get up, let's sleep a little longer," he suggested still without bothering to get up. Instead, he reached for your previously discarded, old pajama pants and after plenty of fidgeting managed to help you to push your feet back into the oversized pants. It caught you slightly by surprise however when he pushed his own feet into the pants as well!? "Lil' tight but we can both fit in," he chuckled while pulling them up, almost like a shared sleeping bag, until the waistband surrounded both of you. Tightly pressed together, it felt like the tip of his dick was kissing your cervix. Your body reacted on its own and your little pussy contracted around his dick in a futile attempt at pushing the large object back out.

"You're a little quiet, are you ok?"

"Yeah..." It was difficult to sound convincing. His bloated baby maker was completely hilted in your vag and probably still drooling spunk into your warm twat. "I'm just... uh... glad that I'm not a virgin anymore." At least it sounded a little convincing, since he simply shrugged. Your cunt squeezed down on him again.

"It feels good when you do that."

"Do what?" You weren't even aware of what your body was doing instinctively, and the lack of knowledge about how a girl's body works didn't help either. "Feels like little Sarah is still thirsty," he joked.

The next time your pussy clenched down on his shaft, you could feel a tickling sensation somewhere in your belly. "Huh?" - "Mmmh. Hold still. Cumming." His expression was a mixture of relief and concentration, and you almost didn't believe him if it weren't for the fact that every spurt of his man seed was splashing right up against your cervix, and creating more of those tingling sensations. Two... five... nine... you counted eleven squirts before he finally groaned and relaxed again. It was a strange feeling, completely wet as if you peed yourself, but the sensation was limited to the inside of your body.

Looking back up to his face, he... already had his eyes closed? Followed by the light sounds of snoring, with his heavy weight on top of you. By now, you likely had billions of his little tadpoles exploring your vag. You can almost imagine the excited wagging of their tails as they swim inwards to make sure that your primed and fertile high school body gets knocked up for good. Right then, your sleeping father gives you another lazy thrust, squishing his seed into you while your bedroom was taking on the raw scent of unprotected sex.