She came behind the tent. That’s when I realized she had the same feelings for me. That time I found out that there was a lot sexual tension between...us. I then wasted no moment, started kissing her wildly. Her lips tasted great. She was an amazing kisser as well. She played with my tongue. Then she started to fondle my cock that was waiting to get outside. My cock was still in my pants. I was breathing heavily and was afraid as well that anyone can walk on us any moment. She was the one who was. "How did you come to marry old Silas?" I asked her while she stroked my limp member back to life."Debts, mainly," she said as I massaged her hairy mound. She writhed beneath my hand when I found her rigid nubbin."You married before?" Oh, yes," she said, after pulling her mouth from mine. "He went off to Boston after that Concord fight. Died on Breed's Hill. Had a dozen stab wounds they told me, front and back. Poor boy." So," I asked running one hardening nipple through my fingers while I. There were also plenty of occasions where I had used the names of the women in my family, for characters in the stories. These were women she now knew. These were women she soon was to live with.The majority would have found it difficult to accept my love for erotica as a simple pastime. How much ever I tried defending my actions, it clearly would have been considered a case of indecent perversion, if the people around me got to know about it.After waiting for so long, I could now conclude that. I wasn’t sure why, but she looked as if she’d just inhaled a deep scent of my cologne. “Kenz?” I asked.“Yes, Daddy?” the teenager answered. Her voice was just as seductive as before.I felt myself growing hard against the tight suit pants. I’d better remember not to get turned on at the party, because I could already tell the bulge was obvious.The curvy brunette slid down onto the floor between my knees, her hands running gently down my inner thighs.“What’re you doing?”She glanced up with wide,.