Eventually I discovered they were neither slow nor dull. The writers had a lot to say and they took the trouble to put all their thoughts and feelings...into words. They wrote those wonderful stories at a time when reading was a luxury and they had all the time in the world to do it. Just think. It was a time when there was no TV, Internet, computer games, or organised commercial sports. Just reading and the stage.Kaid said that literature was a short cut to worldly knowledge, a kind of crash. So much had changed in last few days. I was looking at my kids in a different light. Every time Adam and Mahi were alone, I wondered what they might be doing. I would wake up in the middle of the night to go check on them to see if Adam was dipping his young cock in his sister’s pussy. I was also concerned about my 13-year-old Sara, I imagined that it was only a matter of time before Adam would want to fuck his younger sister as well. Once you have tasted the fruit of incest, there is no. I started going hard again. Fast and hard because I was ready to get off deep in her ass. She was screaming even louder now, but not from pain, it was different. More like she was going to get off too.(again only 18. Had only gotten a girl off a few times, so i was still a little new to knowing whether or not they were fake) Fake or not it was sexy and only made me go harder and faster. She yelled that she was going to cum, and not to stop. I was so beyond enjoying myself. Then she did it.. ."I lifted an eyebrow. "Not here? So you'd like me to make you come, as long as it's somewhere else?" My smile was a little mocking, and a little suggestive, though she didn't realize how she'd trapped herself."Why ... why are you doing this to me?"I lifted my other hand and started lazily tracing a line between her breasts with one finger, lightly running it over everything that could be seen, and occasionally slipping it under the edge of the sweater, especially near each of her nipples. I.