Knocking up My Daughter and Her Best Friend

Derrick had been spying on his 18-year-old daughter, Celeste, and her 20-year-old friend, Tawnya, as they made out all throughout the house when they thought he wasn’t watching. But they knew. They knew Celeste’s father was watching them and getting off on it. And they have a surprise for him…

Excerpt:

«We've decided to have a baby,” Celeste said, dancing on her feet.

He couldn't help but admire his daughter’s small slender body with pert, small breasts. He'd always loved her heart-shaped face, rosy cheeks, and her deep blue eyes.

“That's good, baby.” Derrick felt frustration boiling his blood. Lucky guy. Dammit! He didn’t want to let her fuck another guy, or even get pregnant from a sperm donor.

Celeste shook her head, her black ponytails whipped through the air. Nibbling on her lower lip, she looked as if she needed say more but didn't know how.

“What?” he asked, cocking his eyebrow, studying his daughter. Why was she so nervous?

Tawnya nudged her, urging her to spill the beans.

«Hon, you know you can tell me anything,” Derrick told her.

“I…we…ah…” Celeste blushed a thousand hues of red before she looked him in the eyes.
«Tell him,” Tawnya nudged her again.

Celeste looked at him and looked down. Derrick felt his dick tug and rise as blood raced through him. He'd never seen his daughter look so helpless and that flooded his body with lust. If he could've taken her then and there, he would have.

“Daddy, we've decided that we want you to sire a child in us.” She took a deep breath and looked at him expectantly. “Will…would you please…give us both a baby?”

Derrick felt as if he'd been struck by a bolt of lightning as he looked at his daughter. Had his dreams come true? They both wanted to be knocked up by him?

He licked his lips. “Are you sure?”

They both nodded.