After dinner everyone went back to their bedrooms to change and then go to sleep, but this time Trent decided to change the routine. Trent waited for ...is sister and her friend to go back to her bedroom and then he followed them and decided to execute his plan. At 12:00 Trent got up from his bed and went to his sister's bedroom naked deciding on what he should say. As Trent reached the door he heard his sister and Elizabeth giggling, and he saw that they had a long chrome viborator and were. Yeah, I could do that." Good, because ever since Saturday I've been wanting to do ... more."Robby felt a little faint. "More." he repeated."Yes ... more." said his mother.He got up and went to his room, where he tried to think about his homework assignment. How could he possibly write a poem when all he could think about was his mother's body? The curve of her breasts, with their up-looking nipples, looking like tiny ski jumps or something.He stiffened. Wait a minute ... what if...He sat down. They remained locked in this position, their mutual animosity more apparent than ever, each woman struggling for the upper hand. Max finally pressed another advantage, twisting Leia's legs around and arranging them so that her right ankle was draped over her left thigh. Using her own leg to secure Leia's limbs in this position, Max leaned backward again, their legs intertwined in an intricate pattern.The Princess now appeared to be bearing the full brunt of the pressure Max was gladly. The story I was writing was set in Victorian times and the Hero was a dashing long haired, long-dicked cad-type of gentleman. Exactly the type of guy I wasn't — or hadn't been — but was kind of thinking about being. Not really the 'bash-them-over-the-head' type, but I had given a lot of thought to being a bit more forceful, wondering what it would be like, if I could pull it off. It seemed to work wonderfully for my primary character! He would meet an innocent lass and within two paragraphs,.