After a minute, during which time she walked over to the bar and got a drink — for which she didn't pay — she apparently saw who she was meeting, ...and I was even less impressed.I recognized the guy as being there for the convention, and remembered him as something of a blowhard, a braggart who appeared to fancy himself a ladies man. But he just seemed a little too soft to be a real player, and unless I guessed wrong, he was about to have to pay for the privilege of spending time with my. During her third one I started filling her pussy with my potent baby making sperm.That was when I realized that my daughter was not on any form of birth control.Melissa said, “Oh that felt so good.”I asked, “What are we going to do if you get pregnant?”Melissa laughed and said, “Oh Dad! I’ve been on birth control for a month now. Aunt Jane took care of that.”I asked, “Why didn’t she ask me or at least tell me about it?”Melissa said, “Because I asked her not too.”Then I asked, “How did you learn. Working for Le Rosbif had its risks, as Amanda full well knew. Any girl who worked for Le Rosbif had to sign, and have double-witnessed, a contract. The contract was extremely onerous, but three month's pay at Le Rosbif would fund a whole year's college tuition, and what had a girl as naturally beautiful as Amanda to fear of some silly contractual sub-clauses: indeed sub-clauses of sub-clauses which there must be cause to question the legality of in any case?So Amanda would have to show off her. Without even thinking I reached out and placed my hand over his swollen penis that was straining the fabric. Tim sat motionless, and speechless, as I squeezed and rubbed him with both of my hands.I did not say a word and did not look at his face, but intently stared at the what my hands were doing. His penis was now straightened into the twelve o'clock position and I ran my finger around the head which was now clearly outlined through his shorts. I could see a small amount of moisture seep.