My pussy was clenching and my breaths were short and fast. "Shit, Tim, I'm . . . about . . . to CUM!" Timothy immediately withdrew his hand, causing a... loud suction-y noise to emerge. "Not yet, beautiful. Not quite yet." He slid off the pew and bent down on his knees, spreading my legs farther apart. He breathed in the smell of my jizz, and then kissed my pussy. As he began to suck on my pulsing pussy, I reached over and rubbed Tanner's erection as he sucked on my big tits. Tanner moaned. I woke up a few hours later to the sound of "Yall want a Single" by Korn. I grinnedknowing that it was my message tone on my phone. I ran upstairs and grabbed my phone, my cockalready growing. I opened it up and saw that it wasn't a picture from my mom but a video! I openedit message and played the video, hand already softly stroking my cock. The video started off with mom walking to her office door and locking it before turningaround a smiling at the camera. it looked to me like she set her. She intended to re-read the textbook the week prior to the exam and her notes the afternoon before.I read half a dozen of Trollope's novels and a few of his letters for the government paper. The history course had had a few assignments all term and would have an exam, but I wasn't concerned about it. I planned to devote a week to the Koori essay and most of November to the Trollope.But the next few months were difficult for both of us: courses, special study, the Art Gallery, and preparations.. ((Please excuse my writing mistakes and English)) I went trough of a lot of memories, good and bad, nice and ugly , but most of the memories of that time is about how to make someone's happy. After my fathers start to see me as a girl ,who can satisfy him in lots of different ways. Slowly slowly I get use to it . To how be a good girl for him and how to quickly in different places specially in public places make a cover up story or cover my naked body for good. I loved my father and my female.