" Last time, you said sex cooled your brain. The time before that you said you need sex to do it, I took that to mean it's like fuel," the Professor t...ld me. "Which is it?"I nodded when Crystal didn't continue. She looked at the Professor and shrugged."So you need a lot of sex." Crystal's voice was loud enough to include everyone in the conversation. "Sophie blew you to four or five orgasms on the Tower." Six," Sophie said before sitting on the table."Right! Six times," Crystal gestured at. This is what you obviously wanted anyway, isn't it?"I may have mumbled "Yes" as crumpled back to my knees and reached into his pants for his cock. Straight to my mouth with no fanfare this time.My knees were getting sore so I stood a little, bending at the waist and sort of propping my ass against the hood of my car. It felt weird and inviting. I never slowed my sucking. He was soft at first, but getting very respectfully hard now. Not a really fat cock, but admirably long and gaining by leaps. I knew she liked having more than just her mouth and pussy filled with my hardening rod and the sight of her slender cheeks finished filling me up. She pressed her bare ass against the bulge in my shorts and leaned against me. I ran my hands up her smooth skin, under her shirt, along her flat tummy, and to her bra clad bosom. She arched her back, pressing her butt into my straining cock and her tits into my groping hands. Her hands reached up and back to hold my head as I kissed and licked her. . you know.”No, I didn’t know.“You thought I was what?” I insisted.Never assume your daughter is ignorant of the adult world. And yes, I know she’s my niece, or ward, or my charge, and not my daughter at all, but I’d had her for nine years, and as The Bard is often misquoted as saying, “A rose by any other name is still a rose.” I thought of her as my daughter most of the time, and, usually when I was mad at her, was the only time I remembered she sprang from my brother’s loins. The irony in.