."Olivia didn't say anything. She felt her throat instantly clenching with fear and anxiety, wondering what the hell they meant."You see, here's the t...ing, girl. We've been watching you, right?" The voice continued. "You're WAY too fucking boring! I mean, c'mon! You've had sex two times, and I still say that the first one didn't count. You're twenty two now, get a life! You haven't even gotten drunk yet!" ... What?" Was all that she could muster. "How do you even-" We know. We know everything. Timothy would come home every night to a tiny efficiency apartment. Furnished with sparse second-hand furniture, he had carved out a meek and humble existence. He would take out a frozen TV dinner, pop it in the old microwave oven he had, and then sit down to eat his dinner in front of the only real luxury he possessed, a small color TV. The only one he had to share his pedestrian life with was his pet goldfish, Sylvia, who lived in her own little fishbowl. This was Timothy's life. Every day. If it wasn’t my body giving it away, it would have to be my moans, sighs, and my breathy “Oh God” over and over that lets you know. Your respond by saying “Oh, yeah! Come on, baby! Come for me!” as you drive your dick harder and faster into me. That’s all it takes for me to let loose with such force that I nearly lose my balance! My knees go weak and I feel like the world is fading and spinning as I enjoy wave after wave of the most incredible feeling that only you know just how to give. I. "Look, girls, your father has an erection! When a man's cock gets all hard like that, it shows that he's excited about what he sees!" Just wait a minute, Valerie, that's just a normal male reaction to seeing three gorgeous and sexy women in a hot sexual situation. That doesn't mean anything else, it especially doesn't mean I'm going to do anything about it! The girls are underage, and it's incest, to boot! I don't know how you could do that to them, but I don't want to take any chances!" Are.