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had, of course, and he was the one who had made it happen.
          He came all the way into the room.   “You sure do make a lot of noise,” he said.   “You sound just like your Mother.”   Casey wasn’t looking at him.   She was smiling down at Scott.   “How do you feel?” Mr. Turner said.   He was standing beside the bed with his hands on his hips.
          “I feel fine,” Casey said.   She had discovered that she could clench and release the muscles around her vagina and simultaneously stimulate herself and Scott.   For his part, Scott felt incredibly awkward, laying on his back on Casey’s bed, naked, looking up at Casey’s father while she was straddling him and his penis was inside her body.   Never before had he been watched by any girl’s father while he had sex with her.   It made him quite uncomfortable.
          “Climb off now so we can see how you’re doing.”
          Reluctantly, Casey obeyed his orders and lifted herself off Scott.   She swung her leg over his body and removed herself from his prick.   It had not shriveled up like a normal man’s penis after such a workout, but was still rigid and tall, wearing the condom like a second skin.   Scott clearly saw the look of surprise register on Mr. Turner’s face.
          Scott was relieved to see that the condom had not burst.   It was, however, filled with his cum like he thought it would be.   The extra bit of the reservoir end that he had made Casey leave for his load had filled like a water balloon and actually looked ridiculous.   He rolled to his side so they wouldn’t see it and struggled to get it off as quickly as he could.   He wanted to avoid any embarrassment at all costs.
          Mr. Turner made Casey lay back and spread her legs.   He looked at her pussy and nodded.
          “You’re bleeding,” he said.
          Casey sat up in alarm.   “What?” she cried.
          “Don’t worry,” her father reassured her.   “That’s to be expected when a virgin loses her cherry.”
          “Am I going to die?”
          “No, don’t be silly.   It’s nothing to worry about.   Come with me to the bathroom so we can get you cleaned up.”
          Scott was amazed.   They had just walked out and left him like he wasn’t even there.   He shook his head and got up to get dressed.
          In the bathroom, Casey’s father pointed to the counter by the sink.
          “Hop up here and spread your legs.”
          “Are you going to do it with me now, Daddy?” Casey said as she lifted herself onto the edge of the counter and spread her legs.   No matter what he had said about it, she was still very concerned about blood coming from inside her, especially when she considered the size of the penis she had allowed to be inserted.   Maybe he had torn something, but then, why did her father seem so unconcerned by it? He was actually laughing at her suggestion that he might have sex with her now.
          “Of course not,” he bellowed, holding his stomach while he laughed.   “You leave that business to strong young men like Scott.   I only want to make sure he hasn’t hurt you at all.”
          He was holding a wet washcloth.   He was still chuckling as he wiped her pussy clean.   Casey flinched.   The water on the washcloth was warm and she was still very sensitive.   She forced herself not to show any reaction, but it still felt very good.   There was a roar in her ears when her father rubbed the damp fabric over her tender mound.   It was a little sore from all the abuse.
          Abruptly, it ended.   Casey opened her eyes.   Her father was bent over between her legs, carefully examining her genitals.
          “The bleeding’s stopped,” he mumbled, as if to himself.   He touched her labia with his fingertips.   Casey sucked in her breath.   Her own father’s fingers felt good touching her there.   He was