Am I Strong Enough To Say No ( Pt3 )


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Am I Strong Enough to Say No ( pt3 )


All the way to the mall, Angie was thinking. No, not thinking, day dreaming. In her dream, she is standing in her way, 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 vocalisation. With her headland lowered, she tell 's him `` I was texting Deb and, well, you read the school text I guess '' `` Yeah, I did '' he replied. `` So, is it genuine ? Do you sense that way ? About me ? '' Angie starts to enjoin him no, but, looking at how he is looking at her, she decides to serve 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 wrong, Yes, I feel that way. '' Her dad stared at her nude body, jaw hanging open. He tried to opine, but his body was betraying him. Angie looked down at the growing gibbousness in his pant. `` So, do I get dressed, or do you get undressed dad ? '' After a minute, he took off his shirt, and unbuckled his pants.

'' Angie, where is your head female child '' her mom asked. `` Huh ? She blinked and tried to retrieve of what her mom was saying. `` I said did you need any new brassiere or panties while we are shopping ? '' `` Sure mom, but, can we go to Victoria Falls 's closed book and get them ? '' `` fountainhead, I guess my baby is growing up, sure, as long as they are not too sexy, why not '' With that, they found a office to Mungo Park and started in the mall. `` Holy bullshit, I ca n't believe I asked that '' Angie thought, then, `` WHY did I need to go there ? '' she wondered too. In the backbone of her brain she knew why, but, didn't want to admit it.

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'' So, am I pretty enough to get a guy like you ? '' Deb was standing naked in the guff, looking down at her dad in the crosstie. She had just undressed in the social movement part, with the windows curtained in, and a curtain separating the back area, and just opened them without putting on any clothes. Her dad laid there speechless, looking at the cleaning lady, not little girl, who stood before him naked. From her tomentum brushed down and slightly over her eyes, to her firm looking knocker which must have been little C 's, to her slightly furred region between her legs. `` Deb Hun, are you sure you want this ? '' with that he pulled the sheets back showing his 6 '' intemperately putz to her. She answered by kneeling down and reaching out to grip him, leaning forward to lightly kiss the top of his shaft. Then, slowly, while looking at his face, putting to a greater extent of him into her oral fissure. `` OH GAAAA '' he moaned, placing his hand lightly on her forefront, hinting at her to sustain going. She could only shoot about 2 inches in her mouthpiece but knew from hearing other fille talk that using her tongue on it at the same time would make up for deep throating it. She took her early hand, as she had heard do, and lightly held his balls, gently squeezing them. The look on her pop face was amazing. Then she stood up, and climbed on top of him, reaching down to put his tool right wing at her opening. Lowering herself slowly, and lowering her physical structure towards him too, letting him ingest his lips to her now sensitive nipples. Sucking on one, then blowing on it lightly and then the other the same way, till both where as hard as the dick sticking in her pussy right now. And not just any peter, the one which made her. With that view, she tightened down more on him, making him push up slightly with his hips, wanting more. She put her hands on his chest and started a rocking motility, breathing harder with each moment passing. She could palpate it building, that slight pressure sensation that turned into pleasure when she played with herself in bed at Nox. Just as she was about to cum, and from the apparent motion and moans of him too, she felt the bunk move and she woke up with a start.. respiration heavily, and sweating, she looked over at where her dad was sitting up on the face of the bunk. `` Sorry Deb, you was sweating and moving around so much that I thought you was getting to hot so I was going to start the truck and run the AC for a few to cool off it off. I did n't imply to wake 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 stay up till the AC cools it off and then move around the hand truck off and go back to log Z's. `` OK dad, Nox '' and with that, Deb rolled over and faced the rear wall, still soaked between her legs and hoping her dad didn't aroma it or that she didn't talk in her sleep.

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Her dad did pick up her groan, and she did mumble in her sleep. He was trusted he hear her say dad once, but wasn't sure. What was certainly was the feeling, the fragrancy of a woman who was excited sexually. His daughter was having a wet dream, of that he was certain. But, did she moan `` Dad '' ? ? Just the thought of it made him rock hard. He would have to sit up front till it went away. How could he get back in the buncombe with it showing like this ? And if Deb rolled over and insure it ? Lord, she would freak out out and call him a perv and hate him for life. Or would she ? He was so ruffle up right now he didn't know what to do. Eventually, after another 20 min of laying back and trying, and failing, to NOT remember of Deb offering herself to him, his hard on left him and he was able to turn the motortruck off and get back into the bunk. `` Thank god it's got a big sleeper goby and not a `` coffin '' sleeping car like the old years he thought ''. Facing the front, and trying his best to make himself diminished so he wouldn't touch her, he finally went to slumber.
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Angie showed her mom the black boy short and half cup button up bra set."PLEASE"she asked her mom,"It's the 1st REAL set I will own"Sighing, her mom mentation she would work out this by saying"You can only buy something that you would not be ashamed of your Fatherhood seeing you in."Jumping up and down, she hugged her mom and said thanks, and took the bra and panties up to the counterpunch. Her mom, shaking her head, said"I give up."

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"Man, what is up with you today, this is the third biz in a row you let us lose"his supporter microphone said as they walked to the shower bath."Sorry man, Have a lot on my brain, um, work and all you know."“ Yeah, my boss is a bitch too. OK, well, have to hasten and exhibitor, then get home to the wife and kids. Will babble out to you tomorrow"“ OK"Angies dad said, waving as he sat down to watch over the missy swimming in the pool room. One came out, a material smasher, and ran up to him and hugged him. Startled, it took him a minute to know who it was."Cindy, how you been ? Haven't seen you over at the house visiting Angie in awhile."“ Yeah, I know. I got a unbendable now and don't get to cling as a great deal. Nice seeing you though. Tell Angie HI !"and she ran off back to the pool."What a body on that lady friend"He thought, then, got up and walked to the showers him. Thinking about just how many friends his daughter did take that"grew up".
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