When we got together, mom always started it and always let me finish it. As the months went on, the frequency increased, happening almost every week. ... turned twelve. I turned thirteen, fourteen. Fifteen came and went, and then it was a day before my sixteenth birthday. If anyone was to look at our family from the outside they wouldnt know anything was different. We went to a local church, I participated in Sunday school and church events, and until my boobs got too big, I was a swimmer and a. We are connected aswomen, wives, lovers, we are one. I think we both fell asleep with sexylittle smiles of bliss.Chapter EighteenI awoke first and just stared at my lover for thirty minutes before shestirred. I kept thinking of complete happiness and devotion, growingold together and forever being bonded to this wonderful woman. Ithought of long walks on the beach with her, vacations together, eternalromance and love, beautiful love. Each mental image was drawn with twowomen, hand in hand. "Fuck," she moaned, "you're even bigger than I ever imagined."I just grinned and said, "you might want to hold on to something."I grabbed her waist again and slammed my cock home inside her. Her eyes bugged out of her head and she let out a yelp of pleasure. I started pounding her pussy from underneath her, and she was moaning uncontrollably."I'm gonna cum!!!" she screamed, and I felt her cunt squeeze me harder than ever, but I just kept fucking her.Her eyes rolled back in her head and she. "You!" she howled and then collapsed against his chest where she continued to sob. Richard held her saying nothing.Finally Sharon pulled back but looked him in the eye. "You," she said, "because you are carrying them both and you're scared that something might happen to them. And that's a hell of a burden to carry."Nothing untoward happened that week but, on the days that he collected Annette from school he was tailed by a blue BMW which ceased to follow him once he had turned off the main road.