I tried to make a joke and ask her how she liked her eggs, scrambled or fertalized? She said she didnt feel like eggs and I shook my head and walked b...ck to my room. After hearing the shower turn on. I figured I had a few minutes and began to relive what had happened, and maybe rub one out while I could. Then Peggy starts screaming about a bug or a spider in the shower. I tried ignoring her but then she opened the door and yelled even louder, calling me in to kill it. So I walked over, and she. Apparently she wasn't leaking her own juices, but rather the wetness inside her was the sperm that someone (presumably her father) had just shot inside her... She found it hard to say the word.... pussy!Without realizing it, Catherine's own pussy was starting to get wetter, as she watched what was happening in front of her.She still found it impossible to believe that her own parents would actually tape the events!"Justine," her heard her father say to someone outside the range of the camera.. “Great,” she said rising from her chair.“Where will we meet?” Dan asked rising out of his chair.Smiling at his manners, Ellen said, “I’ll see you in front of the Top Floor at seven.”When Ellen had disappeared into the display area, she reached into her purse and pulled out a cell phone. She hit the speed dial and waited for the person on the other end to answer. When he did, she said, “Hello, Daddy. Guess what?”Her father answered, “What?”“I’ve got a dinner date tonight,” she answered.“Who’s. She knew full well I was smelling her scent that still lingered on my finger. I was more entranced by Miss Brodie's movements then ever before. Twice she purposely dropped her chalk in front of me and bent over ass first to thrill me. The dirty little slut. I was absolutely certain that I could just make out a tiny little wet spot right in the very center of her tightly covered pussy. It proved that she was as horny as I was.When the class finished and the room emptied out, I was the last to.