He drops the book from his hands, suddenly not caring about keeping up the book search façade. He slides his big arms around her waist and pulls her ...toward him. His cock is rock hard, pressing up against her skirt. She can feel it and she moans… this is her chance! She can be a trollop, the whore she’s dreamed about. He reaches his burly hand under her skirt, feeling for her cunt. It’s white hot under his fingertips, as he guides his fingers into her tight mound, surrounded by a trimmed, moist. None of us say a single word. Everything happened in complete silence, as in a dream.His cock nicely jumped up.And it seemed huge in the mysterious moonlight.I really wanted to take it in the hand. I just could not overcome my desire to touch it.It was the Perfect eight inch thing with sued shaft and round velvet glans; not so velvet as my, but as a thing passed through hard work and it was throbbing in my hands. I feel passion, and I don’t know why, my cock jumped up too. And I like it and I. You're lucky you have washboard abs, a chiselled jaw-line, and a nice pert round bottom, or I'd have smited you for questioning me!"God continued demanding."Hehhh! God said 'bottom'! Hehhhh!"Cain drooled slowly with his dopey laughter, which sounded like a low-pitched goat being molested, which often happened on their farm when both Eve and the girls were too sore, or just on their disgusting periods, to carry out your womanly duties to the men's satisfaction.And so, both brothers sought out. All my good wishes are with you, but today I’m going to make a confession. You are my sister and I shouldn’t think about you like this, but I couldn’t control myself. I think you are the hottest woman on earth, and I have been masturbating thinking about you since I saw you naked first time when I was seventeen. I got shocked to read that. I took a deep breath and tried to remember when did he see me naked? Oh yes, I remembered. It was when I was twenty-three years old, and we all were going on.