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Chapter 15 by TimT85 TimT85

What about that video? And the pizza?

Who knows, you fell asleep

You awoke several hours later. "Good morning, sleepyhead!" said Julie, sitting on your bed. "When you were asleep, Mandy sucked you, and I fucked you, but you came almost immediately." Was she pouting?

Apparently, Mandy was downstairs eating breakfast. It was Saturday morning and you had just slept about seven and a half hours. Groggily, you made your way to the bathroom. Julie, still nude of course, followed you and helped you aim your stream into the toilet. A little tough after sex, but she didn't seem to mind, cleaning both of you afterward.

As a 3-hourer, you realized your food and drink intake had drastically lessened, and this was the first time since yesterday morning that you urinated. Despite your weight, you did often skip meals, so this came as only a slight difference than your norm.

Hand-in-hand, you and your naked daughter went downstairs. You turned down breakfast and left Julie and Frank in the kitchen to chat. In the living room was Cassie and Mandy, and you decided to catch up with them.

"Hey, gorgeous," you say to no one in particular. "Hi," says Mandy with a wide smile, near-naked on the couch wearing nothing but a clear scarf around her waist but keeping her pussy exposed. You weren't sure the point of that.

Cassie was fully dressed, however, having gone into her closet and grabbing an old sweater and some pants. You ignore this and reach into her sweater and begin fondling her nipple. No one responds.

"So," Mandy said, setting down a slice of cold pizza, "me and Cassie were watching that PornHub video one of the twins sent." PornHub was broadcasting on your big screen. "Look at my little girl," said Mandy with pride.

You watched the screen as she rewound it to a point where Ted Andrews was fucking Alice doggystyle as Laura Lee was being eaten out. This was exciting, and both Cassie and Mandy were side-eyeing you in anticipation, but you were still exhausted from the remembered and unremembered sex. So you did not physically respond as yet.

In the video, Ted seemed angry, cursing, calling his daughter a whore and a slut. Alice's mouth was full, but in other parts, you were sure she had given as good as she got. Laura Lee didn't like the bad language at all and tried to cover her ears. But she really liked cunnilingus.

Even though Mandy was playing with herself now, and biting her lips as she looked at you, and Cassie was now helping you fondle her breast, you quickly removed your hand and backed out of the room. You had an hour and fifteen minutes left, and wanted to practice some self-control.

You entered the kitchen, where Frank in simple boxers and a t-shirt was mid-conversation with the nude Julie.

"--and this one's about impregnation," she said, showing him the pamphlet you had hidden away in your pants.

"Woah, woah, woah," you said loudly, snatching the pamphlet from Julie's hands. "You weren't supposed to see that!"

"Relax, dad," she said in a calming voice, "I read all about this stuff on the internet anyway. I think it'll be great having your baby." She was rubbing her belly as Frank laughed.

"Don't worry, John. I'll raise any kids you have with Cassie. I always wanted to be a father."

"First of all, Frank, Cassie's tubes are tied. She's not having any babies. Second of all, get the fuck out of here." Frank grabbed his cereal and went into the living room to watch porn with your wife and neighbor.

You sat down next to your daughter and grabbed a bite of her cereal. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you about the impregnation." You felt really bad about impregnating your own daughter. And also at least eleven other people.

She blew it off. "It's not a big deal, dad. It happens. Some say the whole 3-hour syndrome is just nature's way of upping the birthrate in certain areas." You nod politely at her gobbledygook.

"Why don't we have a lazy Saturday? Just you, me, mom, Frank, Mrs. Andrews, and the tied-up girl in the basement?"

You nod politely at her absurd questions. Tomorrow was Sunday, and you knew she would want to go to church with you. Oh, God, would she want to fuck you during mass? You're not sure if you could take that.

You hear the door knock.

Knock, Knock. Who's there?

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