Am I Strong Enough to Say No ( pt3 )


All the way to the mall, Angie was thinking. No, not thinking, day dreaming. In her pipe dream, she is standing in her room, with only a towel covering her. Her dad was standing at her desk reading her texts. `` Lil one, what's this '' He asked in a low part. With her mind lowered, she tell 's him `` I was texting Deb and, well, you read the text edition I guess '' `` Yeah, I did '' he replied. `` So, is it confessedly ? Do you palpate that way ? About me ? '' Angie starts to tell 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 answer your question ? I am not a lil girl anymore. And even if it's untimely, Yes, I feel that way. '' Her dad stared at her au naturel body, jaw hanging undefendable. He tried to cogitate, but his dead body was betraying him. Angie looked down at the growing bulge in his pants. `` So, do I get dressed, or do you get ungarmented dad ? '' After a minute, he took off his shirt, and unbuckled his trouser.

'' Angie, where is your head girl '' her mom asked. `` Huh ? She blinked and tried to retrieve of what her mom was saying. `` I said did you need any new bandeau or scanty 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 sexy, why not '' With that, they found a plaza to park and started in the mall. `` sanctum crap, I ca n't consider I asked that '' Angie thought, then, `` WHY did I want to go there ? '' she wondered too. In the back of her brain she knew why, but, didn't want to take on 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 crosstie. She had just undressed in the front man function, with the Windows curtained in, and a drapery separating the book binding area, and just opened them without putting on any clothes. Her dad laid there speechless, looking at the woman, not little girlfriend, who stood before him au naturel. From her fuzz brushed down and slightly over her eyes, to her business firm looking knocker which must have been belittled C 's, to her slightly furred orbit between her legs. `` Deb Hun, are you certain you want this ? '' with that he pulled the shroud back showing his 6 '' severely hawkshaw to her. She answered by kneeling down and reaching out to grapple him, leaning forward to lightly snog the top of his cock. Then, slowly, while looking at his face, putting more of him into her mouth. `` OH GAAAA '' he moaned, placing his mitt lightly on her head, hinting at her to celebrate going. She could only claim about 2 inch in her mouth but knew from hearing former girls talk that using her tongue on it at the same time would make up for deep throating it. She took her other hand, as she had heard do, and lightly held his ballock, gently squeezing them. The look on her dads facial expression was amazing. Then she stood up, and climbed on top of him, reaching down to put his dick right at her opening. Lowering herself slowly, and lowering her body towards him too, letting him accept his lip to her now spiritualist teat. Sucking on one, then blowing on it lightly and then the other the same way, till both where as hard as the hawkshaw sticking in her puss right now. And not just any dick, the one which made her. With that thought, she tightened down more on him, making him crowd up slightly with his hips, wanting more. She put her hands on his chest and started a rocking move, breathing harder with each moment passing. 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 movement and moan of him too, she felt the nonsensicality move and she woke up with a start.. external respiration heavily, and sweating, she looked over at where her dad was sitting up on the side of the hogwash. `` Sorry Deb, you was sweating and moving around so much that I thought you was getting to hot so I was going to take off the truck and run the AC for a few to cool off it off. I did n't think 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 sleep, I will rest up till the AC cools it off and then reverse the truck off and go back to log Z's. `` OK dad, dark '' and with that, Deb rolled over and faced the back wall, still soaked between her pegleg and hoping her dad didn't flavour it or that she didn't talk in her sleep.

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Her dad did hear her moan, and she did mumble in her sleep. He was sure as shooting he hear her say dad once, but wasn't sure. What was sure was the odor, the bouquet of a woman who was excited sexually. His daughter was having a wet dream, of that he was sure. But, did she moan `` Dad '' ? ? Just the thought of it made him rock hard. He would deliver to sit up strawman till it went away. How could he get back in the bunkum with it showing like this ? And if Deb rolled over and reckon it ? Maker, she would gross out out and call him a perv and hate him for life-time. 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 think 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 bunk. `` Thank god it's got a big sleeper and not a `` coffin '' sleeper goby like the old days he thought ''. Facing the front, and trying his best to make himself diminished so he wouldn't trace her, he finally went to sleep.
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Angie showed her mom the Negro boy shorts and one-half cup get-up-and-go up bra set."PLEASE"she asked her mom,"It's the first REAL set I will own"Sighing, her mom intellection she would solve this by saying"You can only buy something that you would not be ashamed of your Padre 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 gear plot in a row you let us suffer"his friend Mike said as they walked to the showers."Sorry man, Have a lot on my mind, um, body of work and all you know."“ Yeah, my party boss is a bitch too. OK, well, have to hurry and shower bath, then get home plate to the wife and child. Will talk to you tomorrow"“ OK"Angies dad said, waving as he sat down to watch the lady friend swimming in the consortium room. One came out, a very beauty, and ran up to him and hugged him. Startled, it took him a minute to know who it was."Cindy, how you been ? oasis't seen you over at the theatre visiting Angie in awhile."“ Yeah, I know. I got a steady now and don't get to hang as much. Nice seeing you though. Tell Angie HI !"and she ran off back to the pool."What a soundbox 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".