"Paul," I said. "You can't kiss your mother like that." I don't want to kiss anybody else," he came back.I shook my head, exasperated. "You could have...so many girlfriends." The only girlfriend I want," he said, taking half a step toward me, "is you."I took a half-step back. "This is so unhealthy, Paul. We shouldn't even talk like this."And I didn't talk about it. I just turned around and left the room.For two years, things remained status-quot. Paul watched me like a calculating, long-suffering. The moment he was in the room, she threw her arms around the man and pulled his body to her. Pressing her soft body against his hard lean frame, she kissed him passionately, her tongue slithering in between her lips until he was feverishly sucking back."Oh, Ron," she whispered. "I need your big cock so bad."Kissing her moist parted lips, the man rolled his tongue around the roof of her mouth. His cock throbbed from the pressure of her body against his. Moving his hands down over her back as. Slowly the sound of the water grew louder. It was a broad, shallow river with some exposed rock sticking up through the surface. I looked back towards the temple and found it hard to pick out against the mountain that it was dug from. I was in a wide rift. The river must have carried sand and dirt into the valley floor to provide dirt for growing things. No doubt there were animals in the valley that fed from the bounty. I would have to find some runs and set up a small trap line.As I walked. Couldn’t move the slightest bit under her own power, thus couldn’t look behind her. Couldn’t break eye contact with her mother, in fact. She could vocalize all she wanted, though. Talk, moan, shriek, scream... anything.Both women also recieved a massive boost to their libidos. I may be a rapist, technically, but the violent aspect of rape isn’t what I’m here for. I just want to pluck any fruit I see, without jumping any of the social hurdles. Mother and daughter would both enjoy our activities,.