I put my hands on his hips and did something I’d never done before, not even with Dillon, I said his name before I even knew it. I’d never taken m...self to be vocal when in bed, but once I’d said it I couldn’t stop. We went for four hours that night and still he didn’t come, he gave me multiple orgasms and still he didn’t come, it was only when he told me his abs were getting sore that we stopped. At first I felt bad that he wasn’t able to get off, but he pulled me to his chest and told me not. Our hearts were beating fast. I ran my finger all the way to her armpit – still the smirk.Under the kurta, I pulled her bra strap my finger, and let it snap back. She gave a look of shock mixed with amusement and shyness. I gave her the additional sheet and walked back. I was in love, and so was she.Finally, the bell rang. I collected all the papers. Piyali asked for 5 minutes. Meanwhile, everyone left. I wondered why she needed extra time. She seemed like a smart girl. Handing me her booklet,. I tempted her , cajoled her but to no avail. Finally I gave her a proposal, that lets only do foreplay and foreplay only, but then added that we could go for sex only if she gives her consent.She surprisingly agreed, and I took her to my bedroom made her sit on my lap as I started to kiss her with her right arm over my shoulder. I went on kissing her harder, sucking her lips and tongue , biting her earlobes while my right hand played with her boobs over her salwar. After much kissing as I ate. .. okay. Are you alright?”“I'm okay. Are you alright though? This must be a shock for you.”“Actually, it's not really, Dad. I'm kind of happy for you to be honest.”His eyebrows nearly hit his hairline in surprise.“Oh. Okay. Alright then. Are you sure you're alright?”“I really am, Dad. So where are we moving to?”I know it sounds harsh but I just assumed that I would be moving out with Dad. The thought of staying there with Mum didn't even enter my mind. I should probably be ashamed of that but.