Lisa had just started her sophomore yr of high schooling and had recently started seeing a guy that her father didn't see eye to eye with.

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

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

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

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

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

Lisa took another deep breath."Yeah pop. 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 eyes and nodding his foreland 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 footling reluctance Lisa gulped and said,"I'm just wondering why I have to be home by 9 on Fri. 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 Wayne. We've been through this at least a hundred clip. You're a sophomore in high school and he's going to trade school day after graduating finis class. He's too old for you and we both know guy that age have only one thing on their brain. S.E.X."

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

"Of course I trust you. But I was his age once and the only if affair on my brain at that fourth dimension was how speedy I could get in a girls pants. So yes Lisa, I know what he's thinking."

Laying her phone on the arm of the sofa, Lisa gritted her tooth and jumped up, heading to the lavatory."Muttering under her breathing spell, god daddy, he's not like that at all."

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

five minutes later Lisa walked back in, picked up her headphone and scanned her message."wellspring pop, it's almost 10. I guess I'm going to bed now. Won't you please think about letting me stay out a little longer ? Wayne isn't like other guys. He doesn't have sex on his idea all the fourth dimension like you did. Huh pappa, at least think about it ? Goodnight daddy."

Shaking his head, 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 light off, and tiptoeing to her windowpane slowly opened it all the way and looked out into the coal calamitous shadow. Leaning out her windowpane she looked down and could barely make out the ravel 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 honey of her spirit climbed up the ladder and into her way. Her thinker running a million sea mile an minute. If her sire heard Wayne in her room, they would both be dead nub.

With 2 proceedings to go, Lisa stood beside her bed and stripped every stitch of clothes from her hot small eubstance and leaned out the window one more time. Just in time to see her young man shadow on the inaugural step of the ladder.

"precipitation baby. God I need you so fucking bad. I want you to just fuck me expert and laborious. Don't say anything in my way please. Daddy's downstairs and if he knew you were in my room, he'd killing you."

"okeh he whispered back."

Lisa was laying on her back, her legs counterpane wide and breathing like a raceway horse, watching the trace of her boyfriend relaxation into her room in the pitch black of the cloudy moonless night.

She could hear him as he shredded his shirt off, then the auditory sensation of his zipper when he dropped his pant.

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

Lisa's body was trembling."Just make out me Wayne. We don't have all Night. My dad will be coming upstairs to go to bed in about 20 minutes. haste. Oh make love 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 wooden leg, and grunted when Wayne slid the bloated caput of his stiff cock down the center of her juicy smashed cunt. She gasped and slapped one hand over her sass when John Wayne drove his thick cock to the molten core of Lisa's needy fuck hole.

With long hard strokes, John Wayne pounded Lisa's cunt like a battering 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 little lady of pleasure when Wayne plowed to the bottom of her young cunt and grunting like a wild animal started cumming very fucking hard in his girlfriends sloppy wet slit.

"Oh fuck Duke Wayne. Hurry and get out. pappa had to hear us. precipitation. Oh screw, I'm stagnant for sure. Dad will tell mom and I'll be grounded forever."

Yanking his pants up and grabbing his shirt, Mad Anthony Wayne was out the window and down the ladder in less than 10 seconds.

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

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

"Oh nothing Daddy. I just came downstairs to get me a soda water from the fridge. I couldn't eternal rest and it was boiling hot in my room a little while ago, so I just decided to take a lavish to cool off."

"Yeah I kinda know what you mean. I probably should change state the air conditioning down a point 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 prospicient drink. She glanced down when her mobile phone phone started ringing. She looked over at her dad.

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

"No baby young lady. Go ahead. But don't lecture to long."

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

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

Lisa wrinkled her nose,"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 head for the ravel when your dad grabbed me by the cervix and told me to get the fuck off his property and if I ever came back he'd have got my ass thrown in gaol. He said he saw my school text telling you I was on my way and would be up the ladder to have it off your brains out in 15 minutes. He was pissed Lisa. So yeah he definitely hates me."

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

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

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

"Uh dad. This is a short bit embarrassing. When you and mom do it, you know have sex, does mom ever take in your matter when you guys are done. Some of the girls at schooling say they suck son after just so they can savour their own snatch succus. Do little girl really do that. I mean mom, does she do that ?"

"well princess it sounds like you have some very experienced girl at school. So to serve your question, yep, your mom is one of the practiced whoreson I know. Does that serve your question pumpkin ?

With a huge smile on her face, Lisa walked over and kneeled before her dad. Sliding her helping hand slowly up his leg and inside his bathrobe, Lisa curled her finger's breadth around her daddy's aching stiff turncock and snickered,"so recount me something pappa. If I were to pull this with child big fucking hard shaft out and sucked on it like the filthy little tool whore you now know I am, would I be tasting my sopping wet kitty-cat juice off of it ? Huh pa. Would I ?

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