"Hi. So, did the school give you any clue what this is about?" I asked as I drove off."No. But it did sound important."We discussed our daughter the e...ntire way to the school and wondered why she couldn't be more like her older brother, Robby.Robby was nineteen and was in his first year of college. He was around six feet and weighed about 170 pounds, with blue eyes and blonde hair, like his old man.When we finally arrived, we were greeted at the school entrance by the principal before walking. "You can't see it from here, move this way."She grabbed him by the waist on both sides and pulled him away from the glass. He instinctively turned. As he did so they bumped into each other and stopped for a second. There was very little light, and they now stood face to face hesitating. It quickly became awkward."Here, come this way." she explained as she grabbed him at the waist again pushing him backwards.At first he did not want to go and instead she bumped into him instead of moving him. Sparky jumped in with me and I got an idea. Ilaid on my back and put him on top of me. I slid hiscock in and wrapped my arms around him as he startedslowly humping. He laid his head on my shoulder and wefell asleep. However, I woke up throughout the nightwhen he pumped what cum he had left into me. We wokethe next day and he jumped off of me to get some waterfrom the toilet. I sat up in bed and felt my cuntopening. It felt all right but I knew the damage hadbeen done deeper inside. I reached in. “Do you like me, Jack?” Her words were soft, low, almost a whine. “Jeez, Mrs.— Sorry, Holly! What can I say? Right now I can’t think straight. I’m not sure what we’re doing. . . ” “I know what I’d like to he doing, what do you want to do?” “Seriously?” “I’m dead serious, Jack. Anything you want.” She said it flatly, again surprised at her boldness. She thought she couldn’t make it any plainer and if he didn’t do something soon, well . . . Holly’s turn to be surprised. Jack stepped in, cupped.