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TIFU By getting caught balls deep in my girlfriend by her dad

So this happened like, 20 minutes ago.

My girlfriend's dad doesn't really like me. We've had our history of drama so that's mostly the reason why, but me and her have been better and haven't had issues for a long time. That being said, I'll still go over to her house and hang out with her. She still lives with her dad right now as she's still in college. I'm about to get a place but still saving up money. Anyway, she forgot to lock her door because her dad was still there. We got done watching a movie and things started to get frisky between us. Normally when we're doing the deed she locks her door so her dad won't come in. Her dad has had a habit of knocking and then coming in. (Parents, please stop doing that shit. Respect your kids privacy so you don't get PTSD). Things got heated and once I finished blowing my torpedo, not 10 fucking seconds later he knocks on the door and just barges in and says, "Heyo, I ordered pizza if you want any". We make eye contact for a split fucking second until I finally look down at my girlfriend out of panic and she covers us with the blanket. That dude saw some shit. She says okay and he walks out. My girlfriend starts to laugh her ass off while I stare at the wall in shock. I've never felt my dick get soft so fast. We talked about it afterwards and she is embarrassed, but honestly I feel embarrassed for all of us. I really didn't need him to see his daughter getting dicked down by a guy he doesn't like and I feel bad that he has to live with that image in his head.

Honestly, I'm not going back to her house for a long time.

TL;DR: Girllfriend's dad saw me dicking her down. We now all collectively have PTSD.

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