I was getting real good at sucking his cock and swallowing his cum and he was now fingering my cunt a lot. Then one day he put his cock in my cunt and... fucked me for the first time. It only hurt a little as I was used to his finger in my cunt. Daddy said I felt real good and made him so happy. It did not take long for him to fuck me every day. He would find ways and places.He took me to his wood shop behind the house and there he pulled my pants down and licked my pussy then pushed his cock in. He kept seeing more and more marijuana. He was afraid that they’d have to hit it with Agent Orange to kill it all off. The garden was a felony waiting to happen.When they reached the back of the house, Tim stopped to stare at the boarded up window. It was plywood and had started to splinter and peel from weathering. He said, “I take it they didn’t replace the broken glass.”“No, they didn’t.”“This is bad.”“I know.”“Your boss must really love you to give you a property like this.”“I can live. “Don’t be scared.”“Gee, thanks, Cinnamon.”Armed with a flashlight and dressed in a sweatshirt and latex gloves, I led the way down into the low-ceilinged basement. I’m not sure you can actually call this a basement. It was more like a deep area in the crawlspace that only extended under the kitchen. At some time in the distant past it was used as a fruit cellar for canned goods. A shelf held a series of canning jars, covered with layers of dirt but full of unidentifiable foodstuffs. They all. “What in the actual FUCK!” a familiar voice boomed. Panic immediately took over. Larissa instinctively shrieked and yanked the covers over us. I stared in terror at my Dad in the doorway. I didn’t feel the weight and consequences of Larissa’s pregnancy until that moment. Everything felt like it was crashing down... crashing down on me. A few minutes went by. My mind was fuzzy, every detail of that night was fuzzy. My Dad was pissed. He came home from work on his lunch break to pick up something.