I was angry so I tore her bra and panty and said her to suck my dick she was sucking the tip only I said take it deep she said she hasn’t done this ...before so I held her head and thrust my dick inside in mouth. She was chocking cousin said stop it so I slapped her and said today I am gonna give hard core fucking to both by hearing this they both were happy. It was a surprise to see them happy so I held both of them and pushed them in the floor and I got to my cousin and bite her erect nipples so. Did he not even think her tits were worth taking out? She wanted the bra off, she felt a bit awkward having only that on. As John’s hands made their way around her body he shuffled himself over and positioned himself behind her more. His hands moved up her tummy and onto her tits and he gently caressed around her bra and up around her neck.“Take your bra off now.”“Yes, sir.” Jenny exhaled a bit and did as she was told. She unhooked the back of her bra and coyly let the straps slip down her. Often moaning about him about various things, and on certain occasions referring to him rather cryptically as "a fucking old queer" or "an old perv", without ever fully explaining why.I did have one theory as to why he called him those things. He insisted on us wearing extremely tight breeches, skin tight in fact, which with the crisp white shirts he also insisted upon gave us a rather, well, "gay" look. At first this had made me rather self conscious- always imagining Mr. Watson was looking at. Every night there seems to be senseless arguments erupting between them almost as if they were bound together by the law — yes I am referring to a married couple. However, regardless of their pathetic attempts to remain angry or irritated by each other, their fairytale love is so overwhelmingly evident that it simply takes swift moments for them to return to their state of 'togetherness'. Rare is the moment that I extend a bounty of hope to others, but for this astounding couple — almost.