Just perfect." She gave my tip a couple of licks, and I gave a long sigh as she enclosed me in her mouth, held me, and then very, very slowly gave me ...wo or three of her familiar, shallow, wet sucks. My eyes closed and my brain reeled; her mouth felt so different now! Better. A luscious itch began to spread throughout my groin. There was an unfamiliar tightening in my balls. My larger cock could feel more of her knowing mouth and tongue. She played with my balls and sucked again, pausing to ask. At eighteen I had more insistant thoughts that studying occuring to me. The lesson came to an end and we shuffled from the room and set off towards the Student Union Coffee Bar, even a short half hour break was always welcome. Just short of the entrance I saw her, my current main distraction, who seemed to go out of her way to distract. Today particularly so. She always dressed well, seldom the usual college uniform of jeans, trainers and top, usually skirt, heels and blouse. Today the heels. This special bonding has more significance if the daughter grows into a replica of his wife in her younger days, especially, if the wife is no longer with him, through divorce or death.I first noticed this when we went back to Ulrika's place and met her father, Daniel.I noticed how is eyes followed her everywhere, not as loving as father would normally look towards a daughter, but more lecherous, more like a man viewing a sexual object, becoming alien to her, as she developed and started to. As she turned to escape, she noticed the man who had offered to help was now staring at her with an interesting look on his face. She's always wondered if he knew what was happening, even if he didn't understand "why".When she got to the car, she called me and told me what had happened. My response was not what she expected.....I laughed. She sat there on the phone, horrified and my response was to tell her that was one of the funniest things I'd ever heard.When she got home she threw the corn.