He looked from me to Moira, “And you? How was school?” I looked over at Moira to watch what she does. I watched as she shrugged her shoulders, �...It was school.” “Classes not too hard?” She shrugged again, “A little more work than my high school home but it’s fine.” “Like the teachers?” She sighed, “Not too sure yet. They’re fine I guess.” “Make any friends?” She shrugged again, “Not really. I just want to get my school work done and prepare for when soccer season starts up.” My dad. I massaged them, her breasts pliant. Her pussy clenched down on my dick, increasing the friction. I shivered, plowing into her smooth depths. My dick throbbed, pleasure rippling down my shaft.My crotch smacked into her ass, the hard crystal jiggling like flesh. I stared down at her ass, pumping away hard. The crack of flesh on stone echoed through the room, drowning out my sister’s whimpers.I stared at her, just seeing the outline of her round breasts jiggling as she shuddered, both her hands. I stretched canvases, helped unload a huge block of marble for the sculpture studio, dabbled in different media, painted the new picture of Lissa at the bath, and went to class. On Monday, when I handed in my Art History paper two days early, Brian actually looked at me as if I had grown an extra head. I explained that I’d be missing class Wednesday to go to the tournament and he wished me luck.Dr. Henredon had already given me a release from class for the week and Prof. McIntyre told me my. Oh my Tanya I would never believe you are a man you are beautiful,please have a seat. Can I offer you a glass of Champagne? I really didnot want anything just wanted to get this over with, but I was sonervous I responded "yes that would be lovely".She brought me a glass and I slowly sipped it. So Tanya how long haveyou been doing this, watching you, you seem to be very good at it? Aboutfifteen years I guess I replied. Um why did you take my business card ifI may ask?Well darling I watched you.