I didn't recognize the number. That's unusual. I know everybody who know my number, except for the occasional robocall. I punched it. "Hello, this is ...ina."The voice on the other end was female, with an exotic accent. "Mizz Christina Addison, am I correct?"Now I was curious. "Yes ma'am." I am Aneeta Patel, with the Auburn University School of Engineering. I have your application in front of me."Cindy! I KNEW this was Cindy's doing. Let's see where THIS was going. "Yes, ma'am. Is there a. ‘Do you like it this way, Dad? Am I your Pebbles now, or do you seem someone different,’ she wondered. She conjured up a a picture of her Dad behind her, running his hands through her wavy hair as he stared into her eyes in the mirror. She put her hands over her breasts as if to hide them from his gaze, and the vision in her mind floated away. Brin turned again, looking back over her shoulder at her butt in the mirror. She didn’t feel vain at all that she thought it was perfect. She knew that. He swirled his tongue around the head, then did it all over again. If I hadn't already cum once, this would have been over quickly. After a minute or so of the long strokes, he switched to just licking the head. GAWD! I love that! Finally, he settled on polishing my knob, just lips and tongue on the head of my cock. This was one excellent cocksucker, and I wished I could reward him with a huge load, but I could only give him the second load of the day. I blasted it into his mouth and heard him. I was awakened to a body nestling between my arms, but only for a moment. The sleep was too good. Better than cocaine-not that I would know that. The next time I woke, Gem was stroking my hair staring at my face, dazed. "Hey there lady," she said breathlessly. A little more breathlessly than normal. I smiled.Her eyebrows knitted together, "Ericka I got your text. I haven't touched it. I think it's getting smaller." I immediately parted the covers to check. It wasn't.In fact it was pointing.