Lisa had just started her sophomore year of high school and had recently started seeing a guy that her Father of the Church didn't see eye to eye with.

While she wasn't actually dating John Wayne, she was allowed to be with him when she was with Friend.

One strict rule was, she had to be home by 9 pm.

It was now Fri dark and promptly at 9 o'clock Lisa walked through the front end door and slumped on the sofa in the den, directly across from her Father Eric, who was watching tv.

Sighing hard, Lisa cleared her throat and her Padre looked over to her.

"Oh hey pumpkin, right on time again like you always are. Your mother got a call from grandma and decided to spend the weekend with her. You just missed her. She left about 15 min ago."

Lisa took another late breath."Yeah papa. I know. Mom text me and told me. Can I ask you a question without you blowing up at me"

"Eric looked Lisa in the heart and nodding his head said,"pumpkin you know you can ask me anything. I promise I won't blow up. So what's on your mind ?"

With a little hesitation Lisa gulped and said,"I'm just wondering why I have to be home by 9 on Friday. All my friends have a 10 or 11 o'clock curfew. And why do you hate Wayne so much ?"

"number one off I don't hate Anthony Wayne. We've been through this at to the lowest degree a hundred clock time. You're a sophomore in high school and he's going to merchandise school day after graduating last year. He's too old for you and we both know guys that age have only one thing on their head. S.E.X."

"OMG pa. You don't have to spell it. It's not like that at all. We just hang with friends and then he brings me home. Don't you trust me. He's a dependable guy Daddy. Mom says he's a lot like you."

"Of course of action I trust you. But I was his age once and the only thing on my head at that time was how quick I could get in a miss pants. So yes Lisa, I know what he's thinking."

Laying her telephone on the arm of the sofa, Lisa gritted her teeth and jumped up, heading to the bath."Muttering under her breath, god dad, he's not like that at all."

Hearing a little ping from her telephone, Eric leaned over and saw a subject matter from Lisa's so called boyfriend.

Five transactions later Lisa walked back in, picked up her phone and scanned her message."well pappa, it's almost 10. I guess I'm going to bed now. Won't you please reckon about letting me stay out a little foresighted ? Anthony Wayne isn't like other bozo. He doesn't have sex on his mind all the clip like you did. Huh daddy, at least think about it ? Goodnight daddy."

Shaking his head, Eric watched Lisa sashay her cute picayune ass upstairs."Yeah princess sure. I'll think about it honey. Goodnight Lisa."

"Thanks dad. Night."

Once inside her way, Lisa turned her light off, and tiptoeing to her window slowly opened it all the way and looked out into the coal black darkness. Leaning out her window she looked down and could barely make out the run that she had placed there about an hour ago before she came in the house.

Her heart was racing and she looked at her clock. She still had 10 minutes before the love of her life-time climbed up the ladder and into her room. Her nous running a million knot an hour. If her Father of the Church heard Wayne in her room, they would both be dead meat.

With 2 minutes to go, Lisa stood beside her bed and stripped every stitch of wearing apparel from her hot little body and leaned out the window one more time. Just in time to see her swain phantom on the first step of the ravel.

"rushing baby. God I need you so fucking bad. I want you to just fuck me good and concentrated. Don't say anything in my way please. daddy's downstairs and if he knew you were in my elbow room, he'd kill you."

"Okay he whispered back."

Lisa was laying on her back, her legs outspread wide-eyed and breathing like a race horse, watching the shadow of her boyfriend ease into her room in the pitch blackness of the cloudy moonless Night.

She could hear him as he shredded his shirt off, then the sound of his slide fastener when he dropped his knickers.

Lisa shivered uncontrollably when his custody finally glided across her torso, cupping her small tits in the thenar of his hands and squeezing and stretching her marble toilsome teat.

Lisa's body was trembling."Just eff me Wayne. We don't have all night. My dad will be coming upstairs to go to bed in about 20 minutes. Hurry. Oh have intercourse please hurry."

Grabbing Lisa by the ankles, he pushed her legs way up, spreading them wide. With a little whimper, Lisa folded her arms around her pegleg, and grunted when Duke Wayne slid the bloated head word of his stiff cock down the center of her juicy tight puss. She gasped and slapped one helping hand over her back talk when Wayne drove his chummy cock to the molten core of Lisa's needy fucking hole.

With prospicient heavily strokes, Duke Wayne pounded Lisa's cunt like a banging ram. Again and again his big peter plunged in and out of her spasming pussycat.

Lisa groaned, grabbing her pillow to incubate her face, moaned like a little whore when Mad Anthony Wayne plowed to the bottom of her Young bitch and grunting like a crazy animal started cumming very fucking hard in his girl sloppy wet twat.

"Oh fuck Wayne. rushing and get out. pa had to hear us. hastiness. Oh fuck, I'm dead for for sure. Dad will enjoin mom and I'll be grounded forever."

Yanking his pants up and grabbing his shirt, Wayne was out the window and down the ravel in less than 10 bit.

Jumping in the shower, Lisa quickly washed off any signs of sex, and slipping into one of her skimpy jammy tops and short circuit, she walked downstairs and into the den where Eric sat in his bathrobe watching the late dark news.

Looking up Eric asked,"Hey princess. What's up. I'm just about to go to bed. You're all wet. Why the late shower ?"

"Oh nothing Daddy. I just came downstairs to get me a sodium carbonate from the fridge. I couldn't rest and it was boiling hot in my room a trivial while ago, so I just decided to shoot a cascade to cool off."

"Yeah I kinda know what you mean. I probably should reverse the air conditioning down a degree or two. Your mother is always turning it up cause she's always cold."

Grabbing a soda, Lisa plopped down on the couch and took a long drink. She glanced down when her electric cell phone started ringing. She looked over at her dad.

"Oh crap. Sorry dad. It's John Wayne. I know it's late, but you don't intellect if I talk to him for a couple moment do you ?"

"No baby miss. Go ahead. But don't talk to long."

"I won't Daddy. Thanks."Accepting the call Lisa grinned,"Hi Wayne. What's up."

"I'm, well I just wanted to excuse. I guess your dad really hates me now."

Lisa wrinkled her wind,"Huh ? What are you talking about. He don't hate you."

"Of row he hates me. I was just rounding the cover of your service department to mind for the ladder when your dad grabbed me by the neck and told me to get the ass off his dimension and if I ever came back he'd have got my ass thrown in jail. He said he saw my text edition telling you I was on my way and would be up the ladder to fuck your brains out in 15 minutes. He was pissed Lisa. So yeah he definitely hates me."

The blood drained from Lisa's face."Uh John Wayne. I got ta go now before pop hears me talking to you."

"Uh, um Daddy. Can I ask you something. It's kinda personal. Something I heard some of the girls at school talking about."

"Well dearest I told you before you can ask me anything. Now what's on your mind ?"

"Uh dad. This is a little bit embarrassing. When you and mom do it, you know have sex, does mom ever suck your thing when you guys are done. Some of the fille at school say they suck boy after just so they can savour their own pussy juice. Do young lady really do that. I mean mom, does she do that ?"

"well princess it sounds like you have some very experienced girls at school. So to answer your interrogative sentence, yep, your mom is one of the right cocksuckers I know. Does that answer your motion pumpkin ?

With a huge smiling on her face, Lisa walked over and kneeled before her dad. Sliding her bridge player slowly up his leg and inside his bathrobe, Lisa curled her fingers around her daddy's aching stiff cock and snickered,"so tell me something daddy. If I were to draw this great big fucking grueling cock out and sucked on it like the filthy niggling putz whore you now know I am, would I be tasting my sopping wet pussy succus off of it ? Huh daddy. Would I ?

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