She pulled off my T-shirt quickly and put both her arms around my neck. I watched as her tits, pressed against my skin. We continued to tongue wrestle...for a few minutes, savoring the taste of each other. I ran my fingers through her hair, then down her face and neck and eventually reached her breasts. I slowly ran my hand along the side of her left breast, lightly squeezing it as I went. I could tell she was enjoying it as her kissing grew more intense. I rolled her onto her back and started. It only made sense, after all; Ralph was her father as he was the father of all the other first generation members of the family. He wasn't necessarily the father off the three newest babies in the house, but he had fathered two of them -- the first conceived by both of her older sisters.Linda had never thought of having sex any other way than the way she and her family experienced it. She and her two older sisters had all been initiated into sexual play when they'd reached the ages of 12 to. I'm not. I'm fine. I really am." He replied trying to sound like he's all fine and dandy.So, at school we said goodbye to each other and Ben got on the bus and left.That day I was hanging out with Andy at his place and I really didn't feel alone. But......When I came home I watched TV with my family and we had a dinner and then I went to sleep.I changed and I laid on the bed. There was some talent show on and I watched it.At about, I don't know, maybe 11pm my phone rang. It was Ben."Hello." Hey. And her boobs, my God, were already bouncing like crazy. That night, she was wearing this incredible outfit that looked like a cross between a bikini and a showgirl's outfit, with this teeny strapless bra and red panties, with these long beaded things that hung from around her waist and swung as she walked. Her hair was long, straight and brunette, and hung down all the way to her waist. Wow! I mean, every part of her body was bouncing or quivering or swaying. I couldn't take my eyes off.