He was still talking dirty, but since I was so pre-occupied with the panty sniffing and licking, he had put down the video. I felt like I was half in ... dream, and her smells were all around my face. Then, out of nowhere, I felt his hand join mine on my cock. At first it was moving along with mine. All the while he continued to talk, "pump your cum into her, fill her with this nice cock". I am not sure how it happened, but at some point, I must have removed my hand. I now felt both his hands. She went on to say that this would stop. Now!She let that sink in before explaining how she intended to make sure it stopped. She explained that she’d briefed all her teaching staff to report any sexist behaviour from a boy or a girl. The first pupil who is reported for inappropriate sexist behaviour or words will be caned by her. She waited a few seconds then asked if there was a single student in this assembly who had a problem with what she proposed and told them to raise their hand. No-one. Forget it!' He attempted to sound tough with himself and strenuously forced the blast of newly acknowledged, first time affection toward the opposite sex, to a corner in his sea of consciousness, where it will not hinder his performances in the event that his big sister's Master would test him. 'I'll see her when I'll return, and if she is okay with me then ... I'll ask her for a date'. The last thought made his heart pump again and the inner flames of youth flushed his face. The notion of. All the way home my mind kept wondering to Carla’s conversation about my dad, the more I thought about it the more I was coming around to the idea that having sex with dad would not be a total no goer, but I was still apprehensive of the outcome, how would dad react, would he laugh at me or would he get annoyed at me for even thinking of sex with him, as Carla said, if you don’t try then you will never know. It was a very hot day, I pulled up in the drive and his car was there, I knew mum was.