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You decide to keep quiet about when you're going to cum. That'll show her... you think. You gasp and moan as she continues, lightly thrusting up into her downward strokes. She stops her work with her other hand and chuckles at you. You feel yourself near the peak as she rests her elbow on your thigh while still jerking you.

“Seriously, I don't know why guys are so into this kind of stuff. Like this one time...” She starts telling you a story but you tune it out due to pleasure. You can see that as she's telling it, she's also pointing you towards her face a little. You see your opportunity and cum hard, closing your eyes and feeling your body clench and convulse a little as you squeeze 5-6 thick ropes of cum out into the air. You you open your eyes again to see your cum dripping from her forehead down to her chin, her surprised gaping mouth holding a generous amount of your cum and her eyes shut from your first shot. She stays like that for a moment, gasping in disbelief.

“Fucking Kevin!” She screams. She gets up and wipes the cum from her eyes while spitting your cum out her mouth. It runs down her chin and onto her dress making you smile. She prances out the room and you keep grinning to yourself, congratulating yourself for your defiance. That's when you hear her lies.

“Dad! Kevin fucking came on me!” Abby yells in the distance.

“He what?” You hear your father's voice.

“Kevin was jerking it in the living room and he came on me when I walked in.”

“WHAT?” You hear a rustling of steps, head towards you. Your smile is long gone now and you try to get up but fall over from weakness due to your orgasm. Before you can get up you see your father in the doorway now, fists clenched and face twisted in anger. You must look pretty foolish with your pants around your ankles...

Before you could react, your father leaps across the room and stomps your head. Your instant headache is accompanied by darkness and the fainting sounds of yelling. You lose consciousness.

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