My cock was also hard and making a buldge on my lose Pajama. I can guess that she might have noticed that.Coming close to the point I ultimately asked...her, "do you have any serious relation with that guy or just...?" What serious!!", She asked in astonishment."I mean.......I mean physical", I dared to say."Oh Arun! you are my brother, you should not.....", she was puzzled as to what should she say."See Kamal, we are now beyond this brother-sister relationship. We have shared so much. We are. He dropped to his knees and started licking my wet pussy. You then stopped sucking on my nipples, stood beside me and pulled out your hard, big cock. There it was, staring me right in the face. I grabbed it and started stroking it; slowly at first, then faster than faster. I bent over slightly and started sucking on it, licking up and down the shaft, circling the head, nibbling, biting and sucking. You started to moan. I started to groan and gasp for air. The pleasure and excitement were. The boy who had just turned 18 the month before gasped in utter horror when he saw the "F" at the top of the first page of the essay he had spent hour upon hour working on. "Oh my god, how, why, I don't understand," Patrick sputtered looking for words to express his dismay. His face turned red in anger."We don't have time to talk about this now. You need to get on to your next class. I'll keep a hold of this and you can come by after school and we'll go over it together, ok," she said sternly. "D'you think he'll be difficult?" I asked, reaching out to stroke her cheek.She shrugged. "I really don't know. I'm Daddy's little girl ... y'know?"We walked to a nearby Chinese restaurant for our supper and made inroads into a bottle of wine. Emma was a little giggly and unsteady as we made our way home.I wasn't expecting anything other than sleep when we fell into bed, but Emma was happily amorous and I was more than happy to co-operate. We didn't spend a lot of time on foreplay. In some.