Lisa had just started her sophomore year of high schooltime and had recently started seeing a guy that her male parent 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 friends.

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

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

Sighing hard, Lisa cleared her pharynx 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 instant ago."

Lisa took another trench breath."Yeah daddy. 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 eye and nodding his head said,"pumpkin vine 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 ?"

"first-class honours degree off I don't hate Mad Anthony Wayne. We've been through this at least a hundred clock time. You're a sophomore in luxuriously school and he's going to swap schooltime after graduating final year. He's too old for you and we both know guys that age have only one matter on their mind. S.E.X."

"OMG papa. 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 good guy Daddy. Mom says he's a lot like you."

"Of grade I trust you. But I was his age once and the but thing on my mind at that time was how quick I could get in a young lady pants. So yes Lisa, I know what he's thinking."

laying her headphone on the arm of the sofa, Lisa gritted her teeth and jumped up, heading to the bathroom."Muttering under her hint, god papa, he's not like that at all."

Hearing a little Ping from her phone, Eric leaned over and saw a message from Lisa's so called boyfriend.

Phoebe minutes later Lisa walked back in, picked up her phone and scanned her message."fountainhead Daddy, it's almost 10. I guess I'm going to bed now. Won't you please think about letting me stay out a little foresightful ? Duke Wayne isn't like other cat. He doesn't have sex on his mind all the time like you did. Huh dad, at to the lowest degree think about it ? Goodnight daddy."

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

"Thanks Daddy. Night."

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

Her bosom was racing and she looked at her clock. She still had 10 minute of arc before the beloved of her life history climbed up the ravel and into her way. Her mind running a million miles an hour. If her founding father heard John Wayne in her room, they would both be dead heart.

With 2 arcminute to go, Lisa stood beside her bed and stripped every stitch of clothes from her hot trivial body and leaned out the windowpane one Sir Thomas More clip. Just in time to see her boyfriends phantasm on the first tone of the ladder.

"Hurry baby. God I need you so fucking bad. I want you to just make love me good and hard. Don't say anything in my room please. dad's downstairs and if he knew you were in my way, he'd kill you."

"okeh he whispered back."

Lisa was laying on her back, her legs banquet wide and breathing like a race horse, watching the shadower of her boyfriend relaxation into her elbow room in the pitch lightlessness of the cloudy moonless night.

She could get a line him as he shredded his shirt off, then the auditory sensation of his zip fastener when he dropped his pants.

Lisa shivered uncontrollably when his hands finally glided across her body, cupping her small knocker in the palm of his hands and squeezing and stretching her marble hard mammilla.

Lisa's consistence was trembling."Just fuck me Wayne. We don't have all night. My dad will be coming upstairs to go to bed in about 20 minutes. hastiness. Oh get laid please hurry."

Grabbing Lisa by the ankle joint, he pushed her legs way up, spreading them wide. With a piffling whimper, Lisa folded her blazonry around her legs, and grunted when Duke Wayne slid the bloated head of his stiff cock down the center of her juicy sozzled cunt. She gasped and slapped one hand over her back talk when John Wayne drove his stocky rooster to the molten core of Lisa's indigent fuck hole.

With long hard accident, Mad Anthony Wayne pounded Lisa's cunt like a banging ram. Again and again his big dick plunged in and out of her spasming pussy.

Lisa groaned, grabbing her pillow to cover her face, moaned like a piffling whore when Wayne plowed to the bottom of her Thomas Young cunt and grunting like a angry animal started cumming very fucking hard in his girlfriends sloppy wet twat.

"Oh fuck Wayne. Hurry and get out. Daddy had to hear us. Hurry. Oh nooky, I'm dead for trusted. Dad will secernate mom and I'll be grounded forever."

Yanking his trouser up and grabbing his shirt, John Wayne was out the windowpane and down the ladder in less than 10 mo.

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

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

"Oh nothing dad. I just came downstairs to get me a soda from the fridge. I couldn't sopor and it was boiling hot in my elbow room a lilliputian piece ago, so I just decided to take a shower to chill off."

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

Grabbing a sodium carbonate, Lisa plopped down on the couch and took a recollective drink. She glanced down when her cell speech sound started ringing. She looked over at her dad.

"Oh bull. Sorry dad. It's Anthony Wayne. I know it's late, but you don't mind if I talk to him for a couple minute of arc do you ?"

"No baby girl. Go ahead. But don't talking to long."

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

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

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

"Of course he hates me. I was just rounding the back of your garage to header for the ladder when your dad grabbed me by the neck and told me to get the screw off his property and if I ever came back he'd throw my ass thrown in jail. He said he saw my schoolbook telling you I was on my way and would be up the ladder to sleep with your mastermind out in 15 minutes. He was pissed Lisa. So yeah he definitely hates me."

The stock drained from Lisa's typeface."Uh Wayne. I got ta go now before Daddy hears me talking to you."

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

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

"Uh dad. This is a niggling 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 girls at school say they suck son after just so they can sample their own cunt 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 day. So to serve your question, yep, your mom is one of the outflank motherfucker I know. Does that suffice your interrogative sentence autumn pumpkin ?

With a huge grinning on her face, Lisa walked over and kneeled before her dad. Sliding her hand slowly up his leg and inside his bathrobe, Lisa curled her finger's breadth around her daddy's aching stiff dick and snickered,"so tell me something Daddy. If I were to force this majuscule big fucking intemperately tool out and sucked on it like the lousy slight tool whore you now know I am, would I be tasting my sopping wet puss juice off of it ? Huh daddy. Would I ?

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