I never talked about all this to him because I didn’t want to bring on something from the past. Ed too, never misbehaved with me. He never said anyt...hing dirty to my face, but sometimes he did touch me, reminding me what I did with him once. He secretly kept fucking me in his thoughts and I was the one who made him do that. “Why? Mom! Don’t you love me?” I heard him, “Why can’t you admit that you want me as much as I want you?” I turned to answer him. His face was right in front of me and his. Why was Iin the library? What did I do for a living? Was I married or in arelationship? It went on and on, and I was so thrilled that she wantedto know about me that I barely asked her anything about herself.Turns out she was a tenured chemistry professor but on a sabbatical.She was in the library "checking out a few items" she laughed, lookingdown towards my crotch. She asked me if I wanted a drink and I almostshouted "Yes!" After a few perturbed glances from around the library,she giggled and. If I went early and dropped too many, or, any hints it'd ruin the path ahead a measure. Though I was greatly relieved that I did indeed feel as I did.But, she didn't know that. Both Tommy & her sounded as though my feelings on the subject were going to be of little consideration and consequence. That fact alone caused my mood to plummet in the space of mere seconds, so I didn't try to interject again. I hid my alarm, we said our goodbyes, an (I love you) a piece & hung up."How can it go from so. My period was over. Clint was pumping cum back into my body, his big dick stretching out my cunt, sending incestuous pleasure surging through my body. I loved the union of our bodies, my big brother loving me so hard, his strong body over me.But how could I have wilder sex than fucking my big brother? Riding him like a cowgirl didn't feel it. Doing it doggy style certainly wasn't the right method. Sharing him with Melody or Lee or Mom just felt like a normal day. It was a Saturday. Clint was.