So, you could do this to me.”I began to pick up the pace until I was, as I had with Cindy a few minutes before, nailing Marsha’s ass to that fucki...g bed. Cathy had continued to treat me to her gentle touch—tits and fingers and lips, “Oh you two look so good fucking.”Abruptly, Marsha had gripped my ass with both hands, dug in her fingernails and yelped, “Fuck! Bear down baby! Oh shit!”Marsha’s body had gone limp, she had sighed, “Oh baby, you did it again.”“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I had. " Again, I did as I was told. While I was busy, he had removed nipple clamps from the bag, and instantly placed them on my bare nipples, which had been suddenly turned hard by the cold wind.Next he removed a collar and a leash from the bag, and attached both around my neck. He used the leash to bind my hands, and he pushed me back into the car, and sat the black bag on my lap. I could feel that it was still heavy, and knew he had many more surpises inside of it. He got back into the car and. I’ve read Oediplex for years, he’s my favorite author [note to reader: don’t you cringe when authors do this?] just as Pandora’s Box is my favorite erotic artist. The two always make me peak every time. That would mean that I . . . - ”, her voice trailed off. She drew out her conclusions in pronounced phrases. “That I have been turned-on to incest with my son . . . by reading my son’s pornography, . . . and then, I have been turned on by my son’s own pornography that he wrote . . . I have. Shreya also told to my mom that she was feeling bored in home in the evenings and so she would teach me every day after college. I was reluctant at first but my mom convinced me to go.The first few weeks were going along nicely. She was clearing my doubts and I was also starting to like the subject. So I went regularly. Till then I have never had any bad intentions about her as I had always thought her as my elder sister. But one day when I went to her house her mom was not home and I heard her.