Am I Strong Enough to Say No ( pt4 )


She felt her dad get back in the guff. She didn't know what to think. She knew she smelt of being extremely wet. A soul with a head cold could sense that. But, he didn't say anything. He did abide up front man for a longsighted time. She wondered what he was thinking. There were so many confusing thoughts going threw her pass. She knew what she was dreaming and thought process was so wrong. incorrect enough that if anyone ever found out, she would be taken away from her dad forever. That scared the Scheol out of her. But, on the other hand, she couldn't deny that she actually wanted to construct beloved to her dad. Wait, she thought, I thought make dear, not just hold sex ? Am I in erotic love with my dad in a way other than as a dad ? Why did she want to cry about it, but, felt so giddy at the thought of it ? She lay there for about an hour, waiting for her dad to go back to sleep. One thing she did need was discharge. When he started breathing heavily she knew he was out. Slowly, she pushed her shorts down just pass her articulatio coxae. She took her mitt and lightly started tracing her fingertips around her mound. Slowly working her way to her sensitive clitoris. She wanted to stir it, but was afraid she would moan out if she did right off. She was that horny. Softly she started rubbing herself slowly, ever so often going lower and sliding her finger into her wet epithelial duct. Without realizing it, she had raised her shirt and was tweaking her nipple. Running her fingers there over them and tracing circles around her breast. Then it happened, it started building faster than she anticipated. She guessed it was where she was laying next to her dad and the flush of it. She started to thrill, then moan, and couldn't stop. In her creative thinker she didn't forethought if he woke up it was so intense.
Slowly, she stopped moving and laid there panting. Then, she heard something that changed her lifespan."Deb, was it that good ?"

Her dad wasn't asleep. He was just laying there thinking of his daughter and what all had happened trying to put it all in a way to traverse everything and prove it was all in his brain. When he felt the bunk slightly move he lay as still as he could, faking sopor. His daughter was masturbating right behind him. Her olfactory perception reached his nuzzle stronger this time and his hard on returned. Also, his rational thought was working its way out of his head. When he heard her moan"dad"again, this time clearly, intellect went all out the windowpane. With his last bit of will, he laid there and let her finale. Then, he rolled over and looked into her eyes. The tone of fearfulness, and something else, have a go at it maybe, was there in her tearing up eyes."infant, don't cry"he told her. She just lowered her eyes and mumbled"deplorable ”."Why ? Why are you sorry Deb ?"“ OMG dad, you just listened to me frig my self. And you know why else"“ I heard. But, baby, I I I love you too. I know its wrongly and you will hate me and I will go to jail but.."“ Daddy, you love me too ? Not as your daughter but real bed ?"“ Yeah, I guess I do Deb. You're such a adorable woman now I just can't assistant it. Or deny it."“ Me too. Oh dad what can we do ?"He thought for a minute of arc, and then hugged her. Not a fatherly hug but one where he let his script runs down her rear. Then over her firm ass. And he held her like that. After what seemed like a long time, she pulled back. Looking at him she rose up, and pulled her shirt off. Then she reached and pushed down her shorts and panties again, and kicked them off."Daddy, make beloved to me"“ Are you sure Deb ? Right now we are just talking, and maybe a little more, but we can finish here. Once we make love, there is no turning back. What is done is done. I don't want to pit you for life and maybe go to jail later if you have regrets. Are you certainly ?"She reached over and put her handwriting in his boxers and grabbed his hard penis."Yes I am sure and so are you"she giggled.

He sat up and removed his boxers. And leaned over and kissed her. Not like a Father's buss but buff. Then raising back up he scooted down and spread her branch. With a grin she couldn't see he lowered his brim to her pissed kitty. The feeling was like no former. He lightly flicked his glossa over her still sensitive button and brought shudders to her. Laying her straits back, Deb thought process of cypher, but let herself go with the love she was overwhelmed with.


The next morning, they awoke. Both laid there for a long time saying cypher. Just holding each other. Thoughts uncountable where going threw both their forefront. Both had one mutual idea, Love. Neither knew where this would lead. Both where scared. But when Deb spoke, she spoke as a lover, and now a mistress, and not a niggling fille or daughter."I don't want to hurt mom"“ I know, neither do I so what do we do ?"“ We don't get caught DUH"she said as she punched him in the arm."I do make love one thing, I want to stay out a little thirster than 2 weeks if its ok with you Deb"grinning, she snuggled up to him and said"ok, but, can we get a motel a few times, this built in bed reeks"

As they pulled out of the hand truck stop that sunrise, Deb picked up her phone and noticed an msg. All it said was"See what you started"and"LMAO ”. It was from Angie.



I hope you all like how I changed stylus at the end. Unlike some I try to memorize as I go along. And, as suggested, I left out the other face of the level, but, left an opening for a different report line and unlike manner of writing. I did not go into a really graphic long sex shot at the end because I want you to use your minds to finish the night in your top dog. Sometime what we think happened is way better than what is on the filmdom or in a book or movie. I might bring Thomas More of a story of Deb and her dad, but not right now. I want to really put an travail into my next try and not just advertise it out on an precis. Thanks all.

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