I then pulled my phone out and sat it on the bench hitting play. Upon realising what it was she started to tear up and frantically began apologising. ... calmed her down and we sat on the couch together as I started telling her why I did it. I knew you were flirting with me but I didn’t know if you wanted to hook up with me or if you were only doing it so you could make me do stuff for you. And that’s what this is about if you want to try make me do stuff I won’t be doing that and if you try. ”“No calls from the D. S. asking what you were doing being driven home after 2:30?”“No. I think they were all asleep.”“Lucky them. This seminar isn’t going to get much from me today.”“I’m sorry!”“I’m not. Look, I already know that the rest of this week is shot. Could I prevail on you for another date next Monday?” Could he prevail? The question was whether she could wait that long.“I’d be honored.”“Same time? Maybe another nationality’s cuisine?”“What nationality is pizza anyway?”“American.. At first reluctant to enter once her eyes had grown accustomed to the dim light she could see as usual her father slept in the nude so she drew nearer his bed and in a bright lightning flash could see her father was sporting a full erection, his long prick standing proudly between his legs. In two minds she stood undecided till a very loud rumble of thunder followed. by another brilliant flash forced her to sit on the edge of his bed fascinated by her fathers stiff cock. She also felt her own. I told her I have no CDs but there are lots of blue films in my pc.I asked her whether she want to see it. She told yes. I asked her to come to my room. She came with me to my room. We both sat in front of the pc. I switched on the computer and I played a movie. First movie was a son fucking his mom. I was not wearing jetty under my burmooda. Now my dick began to rise. And there was a big bulge on my burmooda. My mom saw it and she smiled at me. I began to rub my dick over the burmooda. She.