Apparently he didn’t care about his son's dried cum on my face and in my mouth, or all he was focused on was his cock in his daughter's cunt. Between kisses, still holding his face in my hands, I began to whisper "Ooooooh my god!....your cock feels so good....fuck me harder....fuck your daughter's cunt." For the first time in his life, he began to react emotionally. In between my kisses he began to mutter. "B e c k y......you really…..are a little…….whore" "And aren't you enjoying fucking your little whore daughter?" "Yes" "You like fucking me more than mom?" "Yes" "Do I suck your cock better than mom?" "God yes." Again between kisses and while still sliding in and out of me I increase the lies. "You know dad, I loved giving you that gay blowjob the other week...and I loved getting fucked by your big cock. Don't you know I wanted you to see me naked...hoping you would fuck me? That was why I was looking forward to coming here today, hoping you would fuck me again?" His breathing big quickened....luckily he is a runner with some stamina. I wrapped my legs around him tighter. "Cum in my cunt father....fuck your slutty daughter Becky. He straightened up into a kneeling position, yanked my legs over his shoulders, and began to pound into bareback my cunt, an almost agonizing look on his normally composed face. His hands grabbed my bouncing tits and he mauled them. I was meeting his thrusts with as much force as I could....both of us slick with sweat. My act wasn’t finished...my back arched....I begin to fake an anal orgasm. Then I heard a long exhale, a gasp and a long "Ooooooooooooooooooooohhhh goooooooooooood" while his cock exploded inside of me for what seemed like forever. I could feel every spasm, and I end my performance by arching my back again and moan loudly. He slowly fell forward, laying on my body.....both of us breathing in gasps. As things subside he slowly rolled off of me and on to his back. A few minutes later I was sitting up and looking down at his semi flaccid cock. I felt gobs of cum running out of me on to his expensive living room carpet...and smiled. My father sat up on the carpet with his back against the couch with his head back on the Fucking cushion. I sat with my back against the recliner facing him, continuing to formulate Plan B. If he wants a slut; I figure I will show him one. Harry slightly raised Ginny and sunk his cock in her ass as Firenze anal sank a couple fingers in big her. I got my backpack from the floor and started to walk out myself. Irina chimed in: “Those airbags are the reason you were chosen for this assignment so, if it helps the patient relax, why are you sabotaging your own work? "Good morning Dad," she says Fucking as she comes in through the gay patio door carrying a pair of yellow bikini panties. I still have to cum." “Um, yes there is. After we get everyone home, I would like to go to the hospital to sit with Jill if you don’t mind.” I tell him. For that we are sorry." The bathroom, I should say Throne room, as she calls it, has a Jacuzzi large enough to hold six bareback to eight people comfortably, a shower with two shower heads, her personal tub, a massage table, a leather couch and a gold plated Throne. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. I kept wearing the towel after my shower, but my father and brother did not come around that much anymore.