Dylan."

Both teenagers jumped as Phil jumped. He had spoken their names just as Dylan was pushing his cock against Haley's shaved pussy, but the moment he spoke, Dylan had gone soft, his erection disappearing to almost nothing.

"So, Dylan - you come in my house, strip my daughter naked, and try to fuck her?" Phil stepped into the room, opening the door wider. "I think you should leave."

Dylan scrambled to gather his clothes, Haley pulling the covers over herself as Phil stood there, staring at her. "LEAVE!" he barked at Dylan, who ran out carrying his pants and shirt, having only had the time to pull his underwear up.

Phil listened as the door closed, Dylan's car backed out of the driveway and sped away. "How could you do this?" he asked Haley, sitting on the side of the bed. "How could you sleep with such a loser?" His hand slid over the smooth sheet as he looked into his daughter's eyes.

"Dad, I'm eighteen years old. I can have sex now!" Haley protested.

"I know you can, Haley," Phil responded, his fingers curling in the sheet and slowly pulling it down until her breasts were exposed.

"Dad..."