"Why did you do that, Dad?" Amy asked as we drove home.I started to sweat again. "Do what?" Embarrass me in front of Val?" I don't know what you mean...." Yes you do. You talked like it was bad to have Mike over."Oh, was that what she was talking about? "Amy, we've talked about this before. I don't think eighteen year old girls should have boys over at night." Why?" Because there's no telling what will happen." What will happen? Daddy, what do YOU think could happen?" I'm no fool, Amy. Boys are. “Maybe we should go somewhere else,” Vardi said.“We’re already here,” Rajas replied.Vardi saw Rajas go to the host and shake his hand and slip him some money. They were seated almost immediately and into one of the restaurant’s coveted curtained booths.Rajas watched male heads turn as Vardi walked across the room. He wore a smug smile on his face as if saying, yes gentlemen I am banging her.When they were seated Vardi let Rajas order their drinks and appetizers. It was her first time in a. But my vanity would not allow me to see that at the time.Thus we deceive ourselves, and we have no right to throw all the blame on what we are pleased to call the weaker sex, although they far surpass us in every ruse and guile that can deceive us. I must own that we lend ourselves very easily to the deceit they practice.While I was making these remarks to myself, my sister and brother had become again ready for further efforts in the domains of Venus. This time Louisa mounted Fred and, guiding. I rocked her forward, using her knees as a fulcrum as my shaft slid half-way out, then pulled her back hard, impaling her for a second time and eliciting another cry of pain. “Why does it hurt like that?” she cried out.“You said that you wanted it all. I can go deeper from behind. I’m hitting your cervix,” I explained. I expected her to tell me to stop; instead, she started pushing back as I pulled her back. The cries of pain changed to guttural grunts as her ass slammed into my abs, shaking.