His eyes roll back. He rams hard and holds, and I can feel his p***s swell inside me; I visualize his c**k spurting, filling me.
A door opens upstairs, and I leap off the island while Dad pulls his shorts back up. I grab my tee shirt and bolt for the powder room.
I stick my head out. Dad's smiling. "All clear."
I step back out, and we hug and share a kiss. "Dad, I have to get to work. Let me know about the advance. I have a plan."
Dad presses me away and looks into my eyes. "A plan? Am I going to like this?"
I gently hold his c**k through the silk. "If that advance comes through, find us a place and pack. I'm ready to go."
I feel him growing. His hands capture my breasts. "That's your plan? Just leave?"
I step back and admire the bulge in his shorts. "Oh, hell no, but when it happen
