A few minutes later she pulled away and got a beer. She snuggled back against my arms and began sipping on it. I figured that was as good a time as ...any to ask her. "How come we can only get together on Saturday night?" Just because." was her answer."But I want to see you more often. I can't wait a week to be with you again."She didn't respond so I decided to wait her out. After a bit she spoke. "My dad is real strict. He doesn't want me dating or going to parties." She took a long drink. I shouldn't have worried as the next time I was in work with Jane she was hornier than ever, telling me how much herself and Andy had enjoyed the other night. She asked if I liked it and if I would like to meet up again, I jumped at the chance as Andy had aroused my curiousity in my bisexual side. Jane asked if I was free at the weekend to which I replied yes, so it was arranged that I would be at their house for around 9pm on the Saturday evening. Saturday seemed to take ages to come around. Pressing your bodies closer together. The kiss seems to last forever, and when you finally break it, you realise that you are once again hard. With an unspoken approval, you climb back on top of her. Carfully aiming your dick at her entrance.You push slowly, getting deeper and deeper inside her. Soon you feel a resistance and realise you arepressing against her hymen. You push a little harder and it breaks, she gasps in pain but says nothing,you notice the tiniest bit of blood drip out of her.. She straddled my lap, which put extra strain on my cock and more importantly the PJs holding it in. She must have know what she was doing when she started to wriggle around in my lap, my cock getting instantly rock hard! My PJs couldn’t cope with holding my cock in and soon it had slipped through the slit in the front. All I could feel now was the warm flesh of my daughter’s inner thighs and the soft fabric of the only thing stopping my cock from penetrating her innocent little pussy. She.