Am I Strong Enough to Say No ( pt3 )


All the way to the center, Angie was thinking. No, not thinking, day dreaming. In her dream, she is standing in her elbow room, 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 interpreter. With her caput 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 honest ? Do you feel that way ? About me ? '' Angie starts to say him no, but, looking at how he is looking at her, she decides to answer him another way. As she drops the towel she says `` does this resolve your question ? I am not a lil young woman anymore. And even if it's faulty, Yes, I feel that way. '' Her dad stared at her au naturel soundbox, jaw hanging open. He tried to conceive, but his body was betraying him. Angie looked down at the growing swelling in his pants. `` So, do I get dressed, or do you get undressed dad ? '' After a minute, he took off his shirt, and unbuckled his pants.

'' Angie, where is your head girl '' her mom asked. `` Huh ? She blinked and tried to conceive of what her mom was saying. `` I said did you need any new bandeau or step-in while we are shopping ? '' `` Sure mom, but, can we go to Victoria 's Secret and get them ? '' `` fountainhead, I guess my baby is growing up, sure, as long as they are not too sexy, why not '' With that, they found a billet to parkland and started in the center. `` 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 bunk, looking down at her dad in the sleeper. She had just undressed in the presence voice, with the windows curtained in, and a curtain separating the back area, and just opened them without putting on any dress. Her dad laid there speechless, looking at the woman, not little young lady, who stood before him au naturel. From her hair's-breadth brushed down and slightly over her eyes, to her business firm looking boob which must stimulate been small C 's, to her slightly furred country between her legs. `` Deb Hun, are you for sure you want this ? '' with that he pulled the mainsheet back showing his 6 '' strong shaft to her. She answered by kneeling down and reaching out to spellbind him, leaning forward to lightly kiss the top of his dick. Then, slowly, while looking at his face, putting more of him into her mouth. `` OH GAAAA '' he moaned, placing his bridge player lightly on her pass, hinting at her to hold going. She could only take about 2 inches in her sass but knew from hearing early girls talk that using her tongue on it at the Sami time would take a crap up for deep throating it. She took her other helping hand, as she had heard do, and lightly held his formal, gently squeezing them. The looking on her dads nerve was amazing. Then she stood up, and climbed on top of him, reaching down to put his tool right at her opening. Lowering herself slowly, and lowering her body towards him too, letting him call for his lips to her now raw mammilla. Sucking on one, then blowing on it lightly and then the other the like way, till both where as hard as the prick sticking in her kitty-cat right now. And not just any dick, the one which made her. With that thought, she tightened down more on him, making him advertise up slightly with his hips, wanting more. She put her manpower on his pectus and started a rocking motion, breathing harder with each bit passing. She could sense 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 movement and moans of him too, she felt the bunk move and she woke up with a start.. Breathing heavily, and perspiration, she looked over at where her dad was sitting up on the side of the bunk. `` Sorry Deb, you was sweating and moving around so much that I thought you was getting to hot so I was going to start the truck and run the AC for a few to cool it off. I did n't mean to fire up you up ? Blushing, Deb told him `` Its ok, I just had a a a nightmare is all '' OK, well, you go back to catch some Z's, I will stay up till the AC cools it off and then turn the truck off and go back to kip. `` OK dad, Nox '' and with that, Deb rolled over and faced the back wall, still soaked between her legs 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 gum in her eternal rest. He was sure he hear her say dad once, but wasn't sure. What was sure was the smell, the sweetness of a fair sex who was excited sexually. His daughter was having a wet dream, of that he was for sure. But, did she moan `` Dad '' ? ? Just the view of it made him rock hard. He would have 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 construe it ? God Almighty, she would freak out and call off him a perv and hatred him for life. Or would she ? He was so mixed up right now he didn't know what to do. Eventually, after another 20 min of laying back and trying, and failing, to NOT guess of Deb offering herself to him, his hard on left him and he was able to turn the motortruck off and get back into the nonsensicality. `` Thank god it's got a big sleeper and not a `` coffin '' sleeper like the old sidereal day he thought ''. Facing the front, and trying his best to make himself littler so he wouldn't jot her, he finally went to sleep.
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Angie showed her mom the black boy shorts and half cup push button up bra set."PLEASE"she asked her mom,"It's the first real set I will own"Sighing, her mom thought she would solve this by saying"You can only buy something that you would not be ashamed of your father seeing you in."Jumping up and down, she hugged her mom and said thanks, and took the bra and panties up to the heel counter. Her mom, shaking her head, said"I give up."

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"Man, what is up with you today, this is the 3rd game in a row you let us mislay"his admirer Mike said as they walked to the showers."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 rush and exhibitor, then get home to the wife and Kyd. Will talk to you tomorrow"“ OK"Angies dad said, waving as he sat down to see the girls swimming in the syndicate room. One came out, a material knockout, and ran up to him and hugged him. Startled, it took him a minute to recognise who it was."Cindy, how you been ? Haven't seen you over at the theater visiting Angie in awhile."“ Yeah, I know. I got a steadily now and don't get to advert as much. Nice seeing you though. Tell Angie HI !"and she ran off back to the pool."What a body on that girl"He thought, then, got up and walked to the showers him. Thinking about just how many friends his daughter did have that"grew up".