Liz was fourteen and pretty much obsessed with sex. Far from unique in itself, but it was made worse because when she was aroused, which was often, she tended to make some pretty poor decisions.
"Sue!" her father choked out. "Aren't you a tad old to be sitting on my lap?" She felt him squirming under her. She knew his cock was being bent in an uncomfortable angle under her ass. "No buts, Dad. I know you want me."