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He wasn't even close to orgasm yet, as he continued to penetrate you from behind. His rhythm was slowly building up, interrupted only slightly by your orgasm.

"I can imagine your father finding out his daughter was a pregnant whore," he said, leaning into you, almost breathing into your ear.

"He'll want to kick you out," he continued, the thought of your fathers reaction at finding out his son was now pregnant filling you again with ecstasy.

"But then he'll feel guilty. He kicked you out and got you into this in the first place," he grunted, slowing his thrust down, building your second orgasm.

"He'll allow you to live at home again, watching in anger as your belly fills up with my child," he laughs cruelly, before his finger plays gently and dances on your clit.

"Uh- Yes.." you moan at both his idea and his fingering.

"And then one day, his anger is going to well up, and when your mother is gone, he'll see you in the kitchen!" he said, stopping to let your mind wander.

You could almost see it in your head, your father full of shame, guilt, and anger as he stared from the living room at you. His eyes burning with almost hatred as you quietly made food for you and the young one kicking in your stomach.

"He'll think to himself, why did one old man get to impregnate his lovely, beautiful daughter and not him," your lover said, raising himself off your back, and beginning to thrust into you with some speed once again.

Your toes curled as those thoughts warmed your sex addled brain, just like his brown cock filled your empty pussy with every thrust. You could feel the envy and lust in your fathers eyes. Imagining it.

"Oh yesssssssss," you hiss.

"And it'll be too much for him, and he'll stomp over to you and grab you by your little throat," he added, beginning to get caught up in his own fantasy, as he thrust into you wildly.

"What does he do toooooo meeeee?," you cry out, nearly climaxing for a second time. Turned too far on by the mix of lust, disgust, and shame in your head.

"He rips off your loose clothes revealing your slutty pregnant body. What does he make you do?!" he says, almost yelling, as he pounds you against the desk. The pictures of his family, his computer, books, stacks of paper, thrown off like an earthquake.

"He slams me onto the front window so anyone can see. I'm screaming and crying!" you call out crazed, "And he fucks me until my mom and sister come home, and makes me clean them!"

"Tell me how much you want that!" the man calls out, his cock twitching in your insides.