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This one was easy to deal with, I thought. I would just sit here and wait until dad came in. So I decided that I would do just that. In fact, I thought, I might as well get my dick out and jack it. I looked around the room a little more and found a small sideboard. I poured myself a whiskey, and re-read dad's notes on impregnation again. I had to admit there was something I liked about both ideas.

I liked the idea of watching daddy's tummy swell up with my child, his cock getting fatter and bigger... but I liked the idea of being the one bred just as much.

I was sitting there with my cock hard, re-reading the story, trying to decide just how I would play it, when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in," I said.