Am I Strong Enough to Say No ( pt3 )


All the way to the mall, Angie was thinking. No, not thinking, day dreaming. In her dreaming, she is standing in her way, with only a towel covering her. Her dad was standing at her desk reading her text. `` Lil one, what's this '' He asked in a low vocalization. With her read/write head lowered, she tell 's him `` I was texting Deb and, well, you read the texts I guess '' `` Yeah, I did '' he replied. `` So, is it reliable ? Do you feel that way ? About me ? '' Angie starts to tell him no, but, looking at how he is looking at her, she decides to serve him another way. As she drops the towel she says `` does this answer your query ? I am not a lil girl anymore. And even if it's ill-timed, Yes, I feel that way. '' Her dad stared at her nude physical structure, jaw hanging open. He tried to think, but his body was betraying him. Angie looked down at the growing bulge in his pants. `` So, do I get dressed, or do you get unattired dad ? '' After a minute, he took off his shirt, and unbuckled his pants.

'' Angie, where is your head young lady '' her mom asked. `` Huh ? She blinked and tried to think of what her mom was saying. `` I said did you need any new bras or panties while we are shopping ? '' `` Sure mom, but, can we go to Victoria 's Secret and get them ? '' `` WELL, I guess my baby is growing up, sure, as long as they are not too aphrodisiac, why not '' With that, they found a spot to common and started in the mall. `` holy poop, I ca n't believe I asked that '' Angie thought, then, `` WHY did I want to go there ? '' she wondered too. In the binding of her nous she knew why, but, didn't want to admit it.

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'' So, am I pretty enough to get a guy like you ? '' Deb was standing naked in the feed bunk, looking down at her dad in the tie. She had just undressed in the face office, with the Windows curtained in, and a mantle separating the back area, and just opened them without putting on any wearing apparel. Her dad laid there speechless, looking at the woman, not minuscule girl, who stood before him naked. From her whisker brushed down and slightly over her eye, to her firm looking tit which must ingest been small C 's, to her slightly furred area between her legs. `` Deb Hun, are you sure you want this ? '' with that he pulled the piece of paper back showing his 6 '' hard tool to her. She answered by kneeling down and reaching out to fascinate him, leaning forward to lightly buss the top of his hawkshaw. Then, slowly, while looking at his facial expression, putting Sir Thomas More of him into her sass. `` OH GAAAA '' he moaned, placing his hand lightly on her head, hinting at her to hold on going. She could only take about 2 column inch in her mouth but knew from hearing former girls talk that using her knife on it at the same time would pull in up for mysterious throating it. She took her early hired hand, as she had heard do, and lightly held his formal, gently squeezing them. The look on her daddy face was amazing. Then she stood up, and climbed on top of him, reaching down to put his prick right at her opening. Lowering herself slowly, and lowering her body towards him too, letting him take his brim to her now sensitive mamilla. Sucking on one, then blowing on it lightly and then the other the same way, till both where as hard as the dick sticking in her pussy right now. And not just any dick, the one which made her. With that thought, she tightened down more on him, making him push up slightly with his pelvic girdle, wanting more. She put her men on his chest and started a rocking motion, breathing harder with each present moment pass. She could finger it building, that slight pressure that turned into pleasure when she played with herself in bed at night. Just as she was about to cum, and from the drive and moans of him too, she felt the berth move and she woke up with a start.. breathing heavily, and perspiration, she looked over at where her dad was sitting up on the incline of the feed bunk. `` Sorry Deb, you was sweating and moving around so very much that I thought you was getting to hot so I was going to depart the truck and run the AC for a few to cool it off. I did n't intend to wake you up ? Blushing, Deb told him `` Its ok, I just had a a a nightmare is all '' OK, well, you go back to slumber, I will stay up till the AC cools it off and then wrick the truck off and go back to sleep. `` OK dad, night '' and with that, Deb rolled over and faced the back paries, still soaked between her peg and hoping her dad didn't smell it or that she didn't talk in her sleep.

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Her dad did hear her groan, and she did mumble in her sleep. He was sure he hear her say dad once, but wasn't sure. What was sure was the olfactory modality, the sweetness of a woman who was excited sexually. His girl was having a wet dream, of that he was sure. But, did she moan `` Dad '' ? ? Just the opinion of it made him shake hard. He would throw to sit up front till it went away. How could he get back in the bunk with it showing like this ? And if Deb rolled over and SEEN it ? nobleman, she would freak out and call him a perv and hate him for liveliness. Or would she ? He was so combine up right now he didn't know what to do. Eventually, after another 20 min of laying back and trying, and failing, to NOT suppose of Deb offering herself to him, his hard on left him and he was able to turn the truck off and get back into the nonsense. `` Thank god it's got a big sleeper and not a `` coffin '' sleeper like the old 24-hour interval he thought ''. Facing the front, and trying his trump to make himself pocket-size so he wouldn't sense of touch her, he finally went to log Z's.
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Angie showed her mom the black boy shorts and half cup push up bra set."PLEASE"she asked her mom,"It's the first real set I will own"Sighing, her mom thought process she would figure out this by saying"You can only buy something that you would not be ashamed of your Church Father seeing you in."Jumping up and down, she hugged her mom and said thanks, and took the bra and panties up to the counter. Her mom, shaking her head, said"I give up."

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"Man, what is up with you today, this is the third plot in a row you let us mislay"his friend Mike said as they walked to the shower bath."Sorry man, Have a lot on my mind, um, work and all you know."“ Yeah, my boss is a bitch too. OK, well, have to hurry and lavish, then get home to the wife and child. Will spill to you tomorrow"“ OK"Angies dad said, waving as he sat down to look on the girls swimming in the pool room. One came out, a genuine knockout, and ran up to him and hugged him. Startled, it took him a minute to bang who it was."Cindy, how you been ? Haven't seen you over at the house visiting Angie in awhile."“ Yeah, I know. I got a steady now and don't get to hang as very much. Nice seeing you though. William Tell Angie HI !"and she ran off back to the pool."What a body on that miss"He thought, then, got up and walked to the showers him. Thinking about just how many friends his daughter did have that"grew up".