You can't make me do this." I guess that was wrong too as his smile was gone and his eyes narrowed until I couldn't see the whites anymore."You will w...ant this...you do want this..." his smile slowly returned, "...but I can also make you do this." His voice didn't display anger, but instead it was calm and patient; that scared me more.On the other side of the car, I sat bewildered that this was really happening to me. Here I had wanted to spend a few hours after work doing something nasty, but. “Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh Anu, drink it drink it.” She drank every drop of it like the vodka she had before. Also, she licked and swallowed the cum fallen on my crotch from her mouth. Putting my cock against her face she smiled at me and kissed my cock head. She raised herself up and put my limp dick in between her milky boobs and tit-fucked.During the up and down motion, she lowered her head and kept her tongue out to lick my cock tip at the same time. Within no time my tool sprang into life. Once. I guess Dad didn't smell lust on me. It was too heavily masked by my ciggies that I had earlier. "Yer I'm ready to go dad. Christ it's getting dark early... what's Mum doing for dinner?" Ah she's out with her girlfriends. So me you and Tony are on our tod t'night. What ya feel like sweet, we're celebratin' the end of yer exams." Mmm, how about Spinetti's? Love their spag bol." Spinetti's it is then!" Dad looked at me hard. "You alright love? Ye look muddled." Nar, I'm not. Just relieved to be. Rose almost always has her matches in weekends, but sometimes right after school is out, so I can come to watch.I know a bit about the game, as in my teens I had a stick as well, when I fancied a girl in exactly the same position.Rose has no idea of the hidden background of my interest in her sport. She thinks it is simply from our friendship.I know we three get along very well on our rare early outings in the surrroundings to watch birds with her and Sanne.Rose comes home once late. She is.