Dueling Diamonds

“I wonder if Rory tastes like this,” the blonde cocksucker mused.

“You don’t know already?” Harvey teased.

Whitney responded by sticking her tongue out at her father before moving the still-extended tongue down for another pass along the sticky shaft.

After another taste of Mrs. Rusk’s juices, Whitney pulled her mouth off her father’s cock. Despite a life filled with brimming confidence, the blonde couldn’t believe this moment. She was about to enter into a sexual battle with the biggest boss of all: her father, Harvey Diamond. The mixture of disbelief and horniness showed as her eyes glazed over while staring at the largest cock she’d ever seen.

Breathing heavily, Whitney's eyes went from glazed to burning with lust from where she knelt before her father. Then, mesmerized, she slowly moved her hand, feeling every inch and vein of his pulsing cock, from its hilt to the impressive shaft, up to the bulging, round head, and back down. Whitney's hand danced cat-like in a soft but tight massage before she gently began moving faster and faster until, finally, her hand was pumping swiftly up and down.

The forceful hand movements caused her delicious D-cup tits to jiggle, providing Harvey with his own mesmerizing and perfect sight. Only in the deepest, darkest recesses of his brain could Harvey have imagined this moment. His daughter–-his own flesh and blood–- the single-most important person in his life, was giving him a handjob. In a long, glorious line of lifetime handjobs, this one felt as exciting as the very first one he’d received. The pure wrongness of this moment led to a headrush of dizzying feelings.

That rush of blood caused Harvey’s head to tilt back as his daughter continued to stare at his cock as her fist jacked faster and harder. Eventually, he looked back down at her with Superman eyes that should have burned her away on the spot. Whitney responded by smiling naughtily upward.

"You're so big," Whitney rasped in a throaty voice, her large breasts heaving as she breathed quickly and heavily.

For his part, Harvey remained silent, lost in the feel of his daughter’s hand wrapped around his thick shaft and the sight of the incredibly hot woman that he’d created, now on her knees in front of him.

A slight smile of anticipation formed on Whitney’s sassy lips as she glanced up.

"What do you want me to do, Dad?" the young blonde asked both breathily and huskily. Continuing her tightly gripped fist’s efforts kept her tits heaving in their hypnotic ways.

"Put my…put it in your mouth, pumpkin,” Harvey groaned, sounding wholly unlike himself in these moments.

Having eavesdropped, intentionally and unintentionally, in the past, Whitney knew her dad to be far more forceful with his lovers. So, seeking that reaction, she smiled teasingly at him, bringing her lips so close to that huge head.

"You want me to suck your dicky?" Whitney asked teasingly. Then, adding a higher pitch to her voice, she continued. “You want your little pumpkin to suck Big Dick Diamond’s huge cock? But my mouth is so little, Daddy.”

Each word held an erotic thrill that probably only Harvey could feel. First, the tone brought out the shame he felt about what his daughter was doing to him. And Harvey often found the fieriest sex came with women he shouldn’t be with. Second, Whitney had never called him by either of his old nicknames, not even when her joking had previously crossed the line. Finally, many women had wondered if he was too big for them. Half the fun was proving them wrong.

“What would Mother think, Father?”

Whitney's wondering if she could push her father to the limit ended when Harvey thrust his stiff shaft into her mouth right then and there. Then, looking up, she witnessed such a hungry, horny expression on his face that a shiver ran down her spine to her kitty.

"Mmmm," Whitney moaned, thrilled to see her father take charge.

Keeping their gazes locked, she looked into those heated eyes. Then, the blonde pulled back, leaving only the tip of the mushroom head between her soft lips.

With her eyes still staring deep into his, the buxom blonde slowly pushed forward, her lips ever so slightly parting as they began sliding over the large, thick head with a lusty, appreciative moan. Whitney enveloped the vast head into her warm, wet mouth.

“Show me…show me what you’ve learned,” Harvey ordered.

With a wink, Whitney swirled her tongue around the thick shaft just below the head. Switching to sucking hard enough to hollow her cheeks for a couple of minutes, she let up to slowly slide her lips down another inch, then another, swallowing a sufficient amount that she would've deepthroated most of her past boyfriends. Hmm, Sean’s probably one of the longest after Dad. He’s definitely not anywhere close to being equal, but I bet Sean would compare nicely side-by-side with Dad.

With her lips wrapped tightly around the thick parental shaft filling her mouth, Whitney incrementally struggled to keep gobbling up more. Finally and triumphantly, the teenager felt the thick head press firmly against the back of her throat. Glancing up with watering eyes from the strain, Whitney paused to show off the pose. Harvey acknowledged the accomplishment with a slight nod.

“I bet not many women can do that,” the teenager gloated.

“Your mother could,” Harvey stated, deciding to knock his daughter’s arrogance down a peg or two.

“Oh, please! As if that uptight bitc–woman could deepthroat this monster,” Whitney shot back. She altered her insult halfway through because of her father’s glower.

“Pumpkin, do you really think I’d marry a woman without skills in the bedroom?” Harvey asked, mentally shaking his head at how his offspring acted like him, even during sex.

“Fair point,” the teen admitted with a shrug.

The shrug transitioned into a head dip that brought her luscious lips once more to the glistening member. Stretching her mouth, Whitney once again slid her lips down over the top third of the majestic manhood that had made her. Sucking hard as her tongue danced hotly around the thick shaft, Whitney’s fist squeezed as it jacked up and down firmly.

"Mmmpph!" Whitney moaned as she began to gradually bob her head up and down half of her father's cock. Honestly, some guys she'd sucked off in the past were only that long. That thought alone sent a shiver down her body. Truly, her father outclassed most men, and she felt pride over that fact.

"Yes, suck my dick, honey. Just like that," Harvey groaned. His face was tense from how much pleasure his progeny gave him. If Caterina held the reputation as the school’s blowjob queen, then it only happened because Whitney preferred college men.

The praise caused Whitney to moan again around the mouthful of cock. Then, desiring to prove herself her dad's greatest lover, she picked up the intensity, slamming her face up and down in the fast-paced bobbing.

Wet, slurping noises began to fill the room.

Then Harvey started offering more praise, along with what he liked and what he didn't like. Sounding almost like her father had turned into her cocksucking teacher felt incredibly wicked to Whitney. That increased the volume and frequency of her moans and the slurping side effects. Those illicit incestuous sounds drifted out through the partially open doorway.

Harvey noted that he'd never shut the door when checking in on Whitney. With his leg injury, the increased sounds wouldn't bring Sean downstairs. But what if Bridget journeyed down for a chat with Harvey, a glass of milk, or any other countless reason? At this rate, a person in the foyer would likely hear something suspicious that brought them down the hallway out of curiosity. Bee was a wild one. I wonder what she’d think if she looked inside this room right now.

Whitney nearly choked as something caused her father to slam his cock deep down toward the back of her throat. Reacting instinctively, the blonde pulled back to a more manageable spot. Barely missing a beat, her blonde hair swung back and forth as she continued to fuck her face up and down on her dad’s dick.

"Mmmm, I think I know what part of you I love the most, Daddy," Whitney said saucily after pulling her mouth from his dick to catch some air. "It's so big. Too bad for your other parts."

“I do love your mouth, pumpkin. But I need to explore more of you,” Harvey replied with a raised eyebrow as if asking for permission.

The teenage girl met expectations with an eye roll before she lowered her lips back around the hot rod.

While she did that, Harvey reached down to squeeze those large breasts that he hadn't failed to notice growing over the years. Not that even the most wholesome or innocent father wouldn't. Not with the outfits Whitney wore to highlight these assets. Check that. These are tits, big tits now, Harvey corrected, allowing himself to see Whitney as a lover besides a daughter slowly.

Having the time of her life as she sucked on the fat head, Whitney gripped the sensitive tip between her teeth. Smiling up at her father, she noticed the new expression on Harvey's face. The curious lust it had held was gone, replaced by a more familiar lustful expression that she knew well from other men.

“I know I’m better than Mom. But am I better than Shenai? Am I better than…” Whitney began to list a series of her father’s past lovers’ names as she slowly jacked him off.

“Presumptuous much?” Harvey chuckled. “I think you have a ways to go before reaching the level of a good portion of those women. Shenai and your mother, included.”

It wasn't the words that pissed off Whitney. The almost condescending pat to the top of her head did. That brought a fury and desire to show her father that she wasn't a little girl any longer.

Whitney braced herself by wrapping her hands around his legs, forming an 'O' around the wide shaft. Then, locking gazes, the teen began bobbing her head back and forth rapidly. Essentially fucking her face with the cock, the blonde's frenzied pace caused her long hair to sway wildly while her tits bounced uncontrollably. Whitney occasioned threw in a hard and fast suck, but her actions were all about fucking her mouth on the huge cock.

And when she felt her father’s hand reach down to take a grip of her head, Whitney smiled as much as she could. She didn’t need to hear his groans or grunts to know that she’d succeeded in breaking her father’s wall of resistance. Any **** to treat her equally to his other lovers had vanished. Now his strong, firm grip at the back of her head took over control of the face fucking. The fat, mushroom head of Harvey’s cock started to slam repeatedly against her tight throat.

Wet blowjob noises were replaced by even more lewd sounds as the illicit, unthinkable sex escalated. Deeply pleasured groans, heavy breathing, and harsh language spewed out of the master bedroom.

"Ah, that's it, pumpkin. You like that?” Harvey barked the question. "You like getting your mouth fucked like those other sluts?"

"Ohhhmmmph!" Whitney half-moaned, half-squealed at her father's question. Then, well aware of her father's desire for his women to be sluts in his bed, the teen's whole body surged with electric sparks at the prospect of reaching that ultimate level.

Of course, Whitney wasn’t about to be someone’s sex toy, not even for her father. If anything, she wanted to out slut any of his past lovers while making her dad her plaything. No one could ever say that Whitney Diamond didn’t lack ambition.

Yet, panting through her nose while having her face ferociously fucked did have its benefits. Maybe a part of Whitney felt like a whore, but hearing the change in her father’s breathing made it well worth it. And while she didn’t have a few decades of experience like Big Dick Diamond, she could tell when a man was beginning the approach run to cum.

"What's the matter? Getting close to cumming already, old man?" Whitney mocked, retaking charge by pulling herself off his shaft.

“Old man?” Harvey’s pride took a hit with that one. “I’ll show you who’s an old man. Get up and on that bed! Hands and knees.”

"Nuh-uh, Daddy," Whitney replied, rejecting his order while she stood up. "I think somebody is getting senile as he forgot to remove all his clothes."

Standing before her father, the blonde said she’d handle his dress shirt. Moving until her big tits brushed against the shirt’s fabric, Whitney slowly unbuttoned one button at a time. While she did so, she never broke eye contact with Harvey. Neither said a word as the only sounds in the room came from their heavy breathing.

“You can get rid of those yourself,” the teenager said, motioning toward the pants around his ankles.

Harvey kicked off the first pant leg, then the second. While still slightly off-balance from the movements, Whitney struck.

A hard shove sent Harvey tumbling back onto the bed sideways.

“I don’t think so, Daddy,” Whitney declared, shaking her head. “I’m in charge of this round.”

“You think so.”

“Oh, I know so.”

It was how Whitney sounded exactly like him with her confident boast that gave Harvey pause. So he watched with rapt attention as his goddess of a daughter strutted the few steps to the edge of the bed.

The athletically toned teenager showed off her cheer agility as she deftly raised herself onto the California king-sized bed. Despite her added weight pressing onto the bed, the soft, springy mattress barely dipped.

Taking tiny knee walks, Whitney shimmied her legs forward, moving to straddle her father's naked lap. Then, rising up higher on her knees until she could shift her feet to support her weight, Whitney braced herself above the cock that now appeared gigantic as Harvey lay on the bed. Talk about a skyscraper.

Whitney held in the chuckle that threatened to escape her lips at the thought. Instead, with her heart pounding, she raised her eyes to look at her father's face. A moment of trepidation hit her with the raging, hard dick looming underneath, almost as a threat to their previously unique father-daughter relationship.

Harvey felt that fear, too. His lips started to open to ask the question. But not wanting him to say those words, Whitney swiftly brought a finger down to those lips to hush him.

Seeking to end any last doubts, Whitney reached down to hold that straining length of manhood she hovered above. Shaking her head to flick the hair that obscured her face and vision, Whitney moved her eyes back to her father's. Keeping her focus on his matching blues, she slowly bent her knees, lowering herself ever so gradually towards the colossal dick beneath. Suddenly, first contact was made as his hard head touched the lips of her burning pussy. Shivers and passionate moans ripped through both their bodies.

Holy fuck! We’re really going to do this, Whitney thought with shocked excitement.

Bending her legs more, the thick cockhead of her pushed against her forbidden lips. Before she even knew it, the biggest cock that she knew she’d ever see in her life slipped into her nether regions. Taking a deep breath, Whitney licked her lips in preparation and anticipation for what was about to happen. Hoping to help guide his daughter, Harvey raised his hands to her hips. A sharp rebuke came from his blonde girl as she slapped his hands away.

“I got this,” Whitney hissed, echoing moments in their shared past.

The first few inches went well, even with Harvey's more considerable girth than his daughter was used to. However, her eyes closed tightly as she approached the halfway mark. Another inch went inside her. Then, a second and third. Once she felt like she couldn't breathe any longer, Whitney took a momentary break.

Gawd, Dad’s dick is hitting me in places that have never been touched before. Oh, fuck, sooo good.

Biting her lip, Whitney suddenly felt one regret, not for what they were doing but for not positioning them better. Having the headboard to use for support might have proven beneficial to lowering herself down onto Harvey’s Tower. Determined to take the last segment, Whitney took a deep breath, similar to when she prepared to perform a risky cheer move.

Mumbling, "Fuck it," Whitney completely impaled herself on the huge, fucking battering ram of her father's. Pain and pleasure flooded her being. Falling forward until she almost hit her father's, Whitney felt grateful this time when Harvey's hands reached up to support her with his grip on her hips. As he lifted her back up, wave after wave of intense pleasure shot from her entirely cock-stuffed pussy into seemingly every nerve in her body.

Panting heavily, it took the cheerleader captain a few moments to catch her breath and strength enough to lift her head to look into her father's eyes. She smiled in reply to the concerned look.

"Dad, we need to have a discussion about how fucking big you are. Maybe a reduction surgery is in order,” Whitney cracked, unable to stop herself.

The laughter that rocked both their bodies proved a dumb move by Whintey as she felt her body almost ready to burst from the steel rod that she’d foolishly impaled herself on.

“How’s that match up against Mother and the rest?” Whitney challenged, seeking to ignore the uncomfortable feeling of being stuffed completely full until her body adjusted.

Quickly, Harvey wrapped his arms around her waist. Then, in one fluid motion, he twisted them around so that his daughter now lay below him on his bed. Part of Harvey regretted not having this moment back home in the bed where he'd conquered many women who claimed to be untameable. However, it also felt fitting to start a new tradition in a new version of the cabin that had long been his and his daughter's special retreat.

With Whitney’s smooth legs wrapped around his naked waist, Harvey sensed this to be the moment. Whitney also must have felt the moment, as when he lowered his head, hers raised up, allowing their lips to meet. Any soft, loving kiss dissipated in moments as the two passionate lovers lost themselves in an act that felt almost dirtier than their conjoined lower parts. As their tongues danced, the music of Whitney’s moans commenced, brought on by the start of Harvey’s cock slowly pumping inside the place no father should ever be.

“I love you, pumpkin,” Harvey said, breaking away from Whitney’s following lips.

“I know, Daddy,” the bratty blonde replied, never breaking from her true personality. “But this effort is pretty piss poor. Should I call up old folks’ homes for price quotes?”

Prying both of her daughter’s legs from around his waist, Harvey spread them wide in preparation. Old man? He’d show the little smartmouth that he was still in his prime. The early portion of his prime.

Short, rapid rabbit fucking ensued as Harvey pistoned in and out of the one pussy that he should definitely have never entered. Despite his desire to show up his cheeky offspring, Harvey felt relieved to notice that Whitney appeared less in pain by his incestuous intrusions. His daughter's body seemed to have already adjusted to his large piece of lumber.

Suddenly, a kick landed on each of his sides.

“That’s all you got? Work harder, work faster, you old geezer!”

Growling at the berating, Harvey sought to send his daughter howling. He pulled almost all the way out of her pussy before driving down hard. The insulted father nailed his progeny again and again. Setting in place a steady rhythm, anyone looking into the room at that moment would’ve seen his firm naked ass bouncing up and down while he jackhammered his only child. Well, at least, the only child that Harvey knew about. Momentarily, perverted thoughts flooded his brain as he felt jealous of men like Clive, who had two attractive daughters.

Upon noticing that the powerful and steady thrusts had pushed Whitney across the bed until the top of her head hovered in the air, Harvey used his grip on her hips for another use. Manhandling the teen, he positioned Whitney across the bed lengthwise with her head just shy of the pillows.

Taking advantage of the break and new position, Harvey shifted his legs and feet to gain better leverage. If Whitney thought her father’s thrusts had been powerful before, now she began to view him as superhuman.

Over and over, with seemingly unnatural endurance, Harvey drove her into the mattress. The clobbering of his cock into her cunt, shook and shimmied the oversized bed, banging it against the wall each time Harvey slammed into Whitney. Any thoughts of Bridget and Sean overhearing their illicit, illegal tryst had long been abandoned. Nor did Harvey or Whitney take her condition into consideration. Both were too lost in lust to consider any consequences.

Instead, the wanton daughter's pussy clung like a vice around her father's invading dick. As she panted from the exertion, Whitney felt a bit of thankfulness that Bridget had **** her to nap in the afternoon. Without that respite and the one in the car while driving back to the cabin, the weary teen would've passed out long ago.

"Ohmigawd! Oh fuck! Yes!” Whitney cried out as she whipped her legs up and around his waist, pulling him somehow deeper into her with every stroke.

"Is that what you want, baby? You want your dad to fuck you?" Harvey questioned.

Unable to speak at the moment, Whitney answered by running her nails down his back.

"I'm going to fuck you better than anyone ever has," Harvey replied braggadociously.

The self-confidence of her father and knowing that he could back it up sent a shiver rush through Whitney.

"Yeah, yeah, you’re big, but I’ve had better,” Whitney lied, seeking to spur her father on to even more incredible heights. His response brought out a shriek that should’ve been heard upstairs. “Oh, fuck!!!"

Content that she’s hit her father’s pride perfectly, Whitney purred as she looked down at his cock pumping in and out of her pleased pussy. The sight of his cock slamming in and out of her without a condom was so fucking hot that Whitney’s mind conjured up the most perverted incestuous image possible. That of her herself pregnant with his own father’s child.

Shaking off the previously inconceivable thought, Whitney could only moan as she threw her head back onto the pillow. And while Harvey couldn't read his daughter's mind, he loved the pure look of lust that masked her face.

Finding some unknown gear in his arsenal, Harvey picked up the pace of his pounding. Sweat dotted most of his skin as he speed-fucked his daughter relentlessly. The bed began to creak as he **** his cock into her over and over, slamming her ass into the mattress. A cheaper mattress might have a permanent lump after this fucking was over.

“How’s this old codger’s dick now?" Harvey asked roughly as he fucked her harder and faster.

Grabbing the pillow with one hand, Whitney clawed at the soft cushion while she moaned her response. Still, the queen bee wouldn’t accept being dethroned, even by her father. So she threw the pillow at his face, sending it bouncing off the bed. Yet, when she reached out to clutch the other pillow, her hand accidentally knocked it too far away to reach. Groaning at her misfortune and need for any object to grab, her hand found the sheets, pulling and twisting them violently into a ball as her father fucked the life out of her.

Opening her eyes to look deep into his. Whitney's eyes blazed with never-before-seen levels of lust. Words wanted to come out of her open mouth, but the teen could only moan animalistic sounds of passion as the thick cocked plunged inside her repeatedly.

Squeals of delight, high-pitched groans and moans, grunts, and the slapping of skin against skin filled the room. They echoed off the walls of the hallways outside. And they rang into the great room. The pair of incestuous lovers forgot about the mother and son pair upstairs, in another bedroom. If they had stopped to listen, then they would’ve realized they weren’t the only family members crossing the line.

Whitney clawed at the bed sheet as ecstasy she had never felt before coursed through her body. Eventually, unable to stop her flailing, the blonde threw her arms around Harvey's back, clawing at him as she writhed and thrust her hips to meet his every downward slam. Long, unmistakable cuts would be evident on his back come morning.

However, neither cared about those tell-tale signs at the moment.

Not with Harvey continuously driving his thick cock deep into his hot daughter's pussy. Gritting his teeth, his hand found both of her soft, slender hands. Taking hold of them, Harvey brought them above her head, their fingers entwined as he pinned them to the bed, allowing him more control over their fucking. Still, Whitney's legs flailed unrestrained until she found the strength to wrap them tightly around his waist.

With the wooden bed protesting noisily in rhythm to each time that Harvey buried his massive dick into her body, Whitney moaned loudly, her back arched, pushing those magnificent breasts hard against her father's chest. Matching blue sapphire eyes locked together once again. Shared expressions of raging lust and pure pleasure spoke to each other without words.

Sensing the impending eruption in both of them, Whitney thrust her hips up to meet every one of his hard downward thrusts. Her big tits bounced as her fingers clung tightly, interlocked with his almost as tightly as the cock in her pussy. Whitney groaned deeply, her big tits rolling around as she thrust herself up almost frantically to meet his dick, slamming down deep into her.

If Harvey could hold a rational thought at this time, he’d have kicked himself upon noticing those glorious globes. How had he not played with them again? Leaning down, the lusty father wrapped his lips around her nipples and bit hard. Sucking her nipple into his mouth, he licked furiously at the soft flesh.

If Whitney could’ve moaned any louder, she would’ve. Instead, a wicked smile formed as she raked his back further with her nails.

Harvey growled at the pain, roughly slamming his cock enough that the wooden bed creaked so loudly that Whitney thought he might have broken it. That breakage would happen at another time for Harvey and a slutty buxom blonde.

Breaking his liplock on her nipples, Harvey licked around the hard points before pulling each with his teeth. Then, biting into her soft but firm flesh, he mauled her tits with his mouth. Eventually, he pulled back, looking down at his daughter in horny hunger.

“Fucking love your pumpkins, baby.”

“Wait until you fill them with milk,” Whitney suggested slowly, each word dripping with sluttiness.

Despite his vast experience, the sheer insanity and implications of his daughter's suggestion brought a fog of lust to Harvey's brain. Deep down, he would never allow it to happen, but the possibility of suckling her milk turned him into a beast.

Placing his hands on either side of her, Harvey held himself above his daughter. Whitney responded by purring lustfully before she wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles into place. Nothing was spoken as she wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing their faces together.

The bed cried out in mercy under the relentless pounding that followed. They both heard a loud bang as the headboard smacked violently against the wall. Harvey imagined tiny flecks of plaster falling off and debated if true whether he should leave the marks alone as a remembrance for this moment.

Loudly, lewdly, and wildly, Whitney spewed indecipherable filth as she writhed passionately beneath her father. Lost in his own world, Harvey didn’t even realize the taboo, dirty talk that his daughter attempted to scream. So as her hips met every one of his fast, hard, deep thrusts, Harvey missed Whitney’s promises and prognostications about their future sex life.

Suddenly, Whitney's body began to tingle all over. Her steaming pussy felt an electric surge building. Then, electric bolts exploded, seemingly sending themselves to every nook and cranny in her body. The overwhelming pleasure of an intense orgasm hitting caused her world to spin. The colors of the spectrum flashed across her eyes as she felt the epic orgasm reach its pinnacle.

A soundless scream racked Whitney’s body as her back arched with the explosion. Pure ecstasy and rapture caused every nerve to burn as her pussy clenched down hard, locking Harvey’s dick in a vise-like grip, causing his cockhead to expand suddenly.

Load after huge, sticky, potent load of Harvey's father-cum blasted deep within her pussy. It coated every space, blasting against her insides with its abundant, thick, powerful spurts. Over and over, Whitney felt his father's cock pulse as it pumped thick wads of white cum deep into her. Only a single thought escaped her mind's pleasure fog.

How am I his only kid?

"I can feel your cum, Daddy...I can feel it in me...so good, so wrong!" Whitney squealed.

Another burst filled Whitney before Harvey finally grunted, going limp as exhaustion overtook his body.

Sprawled out on the bed, the father and daughter gasped for air as pure and absolute contentment filled every part of their bodies. Basking in her completely relaxed and satisfied state, Whitney relished the feel of being so full of her father’s cum. It was wrong on so many levels, but with a father like Harvey Diamond, it was also so fucking right.

With her big, naked tits pressed flat into his hard, muscular chest and his slowly softening cock still buried inside her, Whitney raised her head enough to kiss Harvey on the lips softly. Both marveled at the most intense and erotic fuck they’d ever had in their lives as they stared at one another.

Shakily, Harvey pushed himself up, glancing over at the open door. Looking back at his daughter, they both cringed at the possibility, if not likelihood, of having been overheard.

“So this could get awkward,” Harvey said.

“Gee, you think?” Whitney shot back. “No doubt they heard you calling me your slut.”

“I never called you that!” Harvey protested.

“You should’ve,” Whitney replied with an impish smirk.

“Well, I guess you could find a way to keep Sean quiet. What with your slutty ways and all,” Harvey half-joked with his own smirk.

“And what about Bridget?”