I came as he did, our family moans a chorus to the Gods that bless daughters whose birthright is borne for the pleasuring of their fathers, and in the... morning, we met at the breakfast table, each pretending what the other did, never really happened.In the few months I had been there, I had blossomed as my body developed, my breasts, though small, were of sufficient shape and desirably, twin peaks adorned with cup-caked areola, typical for girls my age, hence my reluctance to wear a brassiere,. It was the difference between night and day in his behavior. He seemed far more assertive and sure of himself. Not sure what happened but he said and did all the right things and before I knew it we were making out on the couch like a couple of teenager.As things continued he got a bit overly hyper but many young men often are and I’ve found that it’s sometimes best to quell the fires of passion with a quickie to get it out of their system and then wait a bit to do it again, but at a much more. When she was satisfied she told me to lie on my backas it would be easier that way for Sarah to takecontrol in that position.As soon as I was on my back Sarah crouched over me andtook hold of my cock and rubbed my hard tip across herpussy lips, she lowered herself slowly down until shewas comfortable and our pubic hairs touched.As she rose up and down – I knew she was a screamer –every thrust caused her to vocally moan loudly.Her mother looked a little surprised at the noise. .. I can explain!"She didn't even hear me, but instead was staring at the objects and pictures upon the bed. Then I did something that was immature of me, I bolted past her out of the room and into my own.I lay in bed, barely breathing as I attempted to listen to her movements. I could hear nothing till her private shower started - and it never stopped for over thirty minutes. Looking at the clock, I'm amazed that it was already midnight.A knock at my door - soft and barely noticeable!"Danny?.