I did not have the chance to ponder my revelation, as he came back with two glasses, filled with translucent, golden whisky. “It’s the Wild Turke... we drank so much on that school trip. Remember?” I could not help giggling again. The taste brought up a well of old memories. It was the perfect scent for this moment. Relieving tension and bringing us closer than we had been for a long time. We were back in reminiscence again for a while, and I could not appreciate the feeling enough. It felt. During practical’s we used to be together and slowly I noticed that she was getting attracted towards me. She used to be with me and with during practical’s my elbow used to touch for C cup boobies and her did not use to object. In fact, she used to enjoy it I believe. We were getting closer day by day.It was during 12 that me my friend and her were suppose to hang out for a while but due to some reasons my friend could not come. We got this info only at the last minute so she and I met and we. She loved the filthy idea and she couldn’t relax her contractions. This is something she has never done before and was worried how will it turn out. He was still hard and she was screaming when he had it all in. Her body was still trembling and her right leg was shaking. Then she heard her father’s words and was scared to death.Brian’s cock was very sore but he did finally unload into his daughter. To his surprise he was still hard and thought that the vulgarity of what he had just done hadn’t. "Was that you in my head just now?" I asked.He smirked again. "Oh, that. Yeah, I know how much you want to touch me. So I thought I'd ask you if you wanted to continue this inside. Well, do you? You do, don't you?" I do want to touch you more inside." I told him. "Good, then lets lead the way inside."I settled for the bedroom. There we both undid the rest of our clothes; the ones that we had already taken off had been brought inside.Now I had an eyeful of his cock. "Not bad for a crow." I said.