For the next 17 months I sent regular worship sheets, ‘mag covers’, Gif’s, stories and so on, all about my worship of Her, and She always replie..., so nicely, making nice comments on my worship material – “my favourite is the gawping gardener”, and you can guess what he was doing watching Her pose in Her garden. A constant in them was seeing Her pose and spunking my pants in front of Her, so when She said I could see Her again, She must have had an idea of what I dreamed of happening. This time,. “I was surprised to find any of that stuff. It never occurred to me that the college would be so negligent. I didn’t think a professor would send such sensitive information electronically. That is no different than Mom sending quarterly profit projections from a Hotmail account.”“Here’s a newsflash, Son,” David said, leaning in conspiratorially. “People are stupid!”Phil laughed at his father’s earnest expression.“I just don’t want you to think that’s the way to handle every situation,” David. He fucked her hard, and I felt my own cunt become wet with anticipation. My clit tingled and was hard. My nipples ached. My whole body ached. I watched as his cock fucked her hard. Her pink pussy puffed with pleasure, light fluffy blonde pubic hair fringed the edges of her outer labia. The inner labia spread out from the outer lips. My mouth was dry. I reached up, and rubbed Steve’s balls as they swung to and fro, then I had my lips around them, the heady perfume of my own daughter hot in my. As life continued on and her friendship grew our sex life went back to normal. We were fucking regularly which i loved and we were back to normal never bringing up the experience with her sister. One day as i was working in the garage i got a text she was stopping by her friend Jessicas. She ordered take out and if I’d pick it up for us shed “give me a tip” I loved getting tips. It always meant i was getting a blow job. Around 7 pm my wife came home. I always loved her in her school teacher.