An innocent father-daughter kiss yes, but it lasted second after second, and even after we broke apart I could taste her sweetness on my tongue and fe...l her hard nipples against my chest.We both backed away from each other, almost jumped apart, and then started to talk, trying with our words to fill the awkward gap between us. With any other woman I would simply have pushed her back and then filled her trembling, moist cunt with my hardness but... my daughter... on the morning of her. However despite my size and I have to admit good looks I was shy and still a virgin. My English teacher was called Mrs Patricia Diamond. I could not have told you at the time what age she was, but looking back I now realise that she was probably 30 to 35. She was small, around 5 foot 3 with long dark hair and blue eyes. Despite seeming really quite ancient to me, even at 16, I was aware that she was an attractive woman. She did however have a bit of a reputation. The boys often sniggered about. I tripped on the way to the locker room. My coordination has been shot since I got here. Muscle memory. Not matching up with my old body.Sitting alone at the lunch table later I thought about it. I was going to have to live here, and I couldn’t change the past. That is, this wasn’t my past, but my future. My life, my brothers lives had been lived once. I’d have to hope that my loved ones were still out there in the cosmos moving on, missing me. That this was just another time altogether.I felt. She did everything she possibly could to entice the orgasm to finally succumb to her desires. She moved her hips violently and she now had three fingers in her tight, wet pussy. The showerhead was almost touching her skin at this point and her knees were starting to ache from all the "squats". For the first time in her life she found herself moaning uncontrollably, those dirty little sex sighs that one normally only see in the movies. Her toes didnt know if they wanted to curl up or not and.