Tommy's cabin had the Persian Rug and some of the things he thought should remind him of who he was.Mostly we spent our time studying and talking abou... what we should learn next. Making love was short and intense as if we were on a war footing and only our accumulated knowledge would possibly save us. Tommy acted like a perfect cadet in what he did. He was going to do the best he could possibly accomplish. He had finally come to the realisation that he would be in the history books himself one. As she did, it got wetter and more slippery. She bore down on it and I felt myself slowly enter her, the warmth that was in her surrounding my penis like a sleeve. She took me all the way in until I felt her pubic mound resting on mine. We were coupled. Connected. It felt amazing. I looked up at her."You want mama to fuck you?"I nodded."Ask me for it, baby." Will you fuck me mama?" I begged."Mama's gonna fuck her little man." She began to slide slowly up and down on my cock, her vagina pulling. Once we were married though things got crazier in our sexual encounters. He started tying me to the bed and bringing me to the brink of orgasm only to leave me tied and go watch TV, oblivious to my pleas for him to finish what he had begun. He would do this over and over again until I became a docile pawn for him to play with. He would then ram his cock into me over and over till he came and leave me again whether or not I had cum. Things went on like that till we had our first c***d and then. He liked to feel his sister’s tits, mostly because of her oversized nipples. He rolled her nipples between her fingers eliciting a new moan of pleasure from Sue. Her nipples were so sensitive that she could cum just by pulling them. She showed him one night when they were home alone. Ben had jacked off twice while he watched his sister play with her long, erect nipples.Sue was ready to cum as she yelled, “Fuck me Ben, just like that. Fuck, fuck, fuck I’m cumming. Fuck yes, shove it in me. Fuck.