Am I Strong Enough to Say No ( pt4 )


She felt her dad get back in the nonsensicality. She didn't know what to think. She knew she smelt of being extremely wet. A person with a head cold could smack that. But, he didn't say anything. He did stay up front for a hanker fourth dimension. She wondered what he was thinking. There were so many confusing intellection going threw her head. She knew what she was dreaming and thinking was so wrong. Wrong enough that if anyone ever found out, she would be taken away from her dad forever. That scared the hell out of her. But, on the other hand, she couldn't deny that she actually wanted to produce beloved to her dad. Wait, she thought, I thought stimulate love, not just have sex ? Am I in passion with my dad in a way early than as a dad ? Why did she require to cry about it, but, felt so light-headed at the thought of it ? She lay there for about an hour, waiting for her dad to go back to catch some Z's. One affair she did pauperization was vent. When he started breathing heavily she knew he was out. Slowly, she pushed her shorts down just pass her hips. She took her paw and lightly started tracing her fingertips around her knoll. Slowly working her way to her sensitive clit. She wanted to touch 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 fingerbreadth into her wet channel. Without realizing it, she had raised her shirt and was tweaking her tit. Running her fingerbreadth 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 chill of it. She started to shudder, then moan, and couldn't stop. In her mind she didn't care if he woke up it was so vivid.
Slowly, she stopped moving and laid there panting. Then, she heard something that changed her life."Deb, was it that skillful ?"

Her dad wasn't asleep. He was just laying there thinking of his girl and what all had happened trying to put it all in a way to traverse everything and turn out it was all in his thinker. When he felt the buncombe slightly move he lay as still as he could, faking rest. His daughter was masturbating right behind him. Her olfactory sensation reached his nose potent this meter and his hard on returned. Also, his rational number mentation was working its way out of his head. When he heard her moan"dad"again, this fourth dimension clearly, reason went all out the windowpane. With his last bit of will, he laid there and let her finish. Then, he rolled over and looked into her eyes. The look of reverence, and something else, love maybe, was there in her tearing up eyes."sister, don't cry"he told her. She just lowered her optic and mumbled"sorry ”."Why ? Why are you sorry Deb ?"“ OMG dad, you just listened to me frig my self. And you know why else"“ I heard. But, babe, I I I love you too. I know its awry and you will hate me and I will go to jail but.."“ pop, you love me too ? Not as your daughter but real love ?"“ Yeah, I guess I do Deb. You're such a lovely charwoman now I just can't help it. Or deny it."“ Me too. Oh dad what can we do ?"He thought for a instant, and then hugged her. Not a fatherly hug but one where he let his work force runs down her back. Then over her immobile 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 boxers and panties again, and kicked them off."Daddy, make love to me"“ Are you sure Deb ? Right now we are just talking, and maybe a little more, but we can end here. Once we make have it off, there is no turning back. What is done is done. I don't want to scar you for life and maybe go to jail later if you have regrets. Are you sure ?"She reached over and put her deal in his boxers and grabbed his hard penis."Yes I am surely and so are you"she giggled.

He sat up and removed his boxers. And leaned over and kissed her. Not like a father's candy kiss but lovers. Then raising back up he scooted down and spread her legs. With a grin she couldn't see he lowered his lips to her soak pussy. The smell was like no other. He lightly flicked his clapper over her still raw clit and brought chill to her. Laying her head back, Deb thinking of nothing, but let herself go with the honey she was overwhelmed with.


The future morn, they awoke. Both laid there for a tenacious time saying nothing. Just holding each other. opinion uncountable where going threw both their heads. Both had one common thought, honey. 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 little young woman 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 live one thing, I want to last out out a little farsighted than 2 hebdomad 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 bunk reeks"

As they pulled out of the truck stop that break of day, Deb picked up her sound 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 way at the end. Unlike some I try to learn as I go along. And, as suggested, I left out the other aspect of the story, but, left an orifice for a unlike fib wrinkle and dissimilar style of writing. I did not go into a really in writing yearn sex scene at the end because I want you to use your psyche to finish the night in your head. Sometime what we think happened is way better than what is on the sieve or in a book or movie. I might impart to a greater extent of a news report of Deb and her dad, but not right now. I want to really put an effort into my following try and not just push it out on an synopsis. Thanks all.

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