My cousin Karen was staying with us for the weekend like she does quite a few times a year. Since our house is small and we have limited bedroom space..., guests usually stay in our clubbed basement.I was just about to go down to say hi, when I heard some loud sounds coming from the TV. It was that of a woman and a man and it sounded like they were groaning. Then I heard a third voice and it wasn’t on the TV. It was Karen and she making almost the same kind of sound. I opened the basement. ‘I would ask that you please stop insinuating that I’m with that woman and also to mention that you were dangerously close to mentioning you know what, you know that I don’t like having people knowing anything personal it’s a weakness I can’t afford.’ Liz just sat there and shook her head, her brother was always like this treating the death of their parents and attraction to another as a weakness. She just bit her tongue knowing that arguing was futile and sipped her tea before she made a. Even Helen Van Stilling, lovely in her own right, gave Laura a wide berth, perhaps not wishing for any comparisons to be made. Laura thought back to Jullian's observation with an inner smile as, through the course of the evening, no less than three men propositioned her, among them Richard Van Stilling, a short, corpulent, balding man whose breathing always seemed labored and loud. It was obvious there was only one reason why Helen had married him -- money. Richard was rich and kept Helen happy. He then asked me whether I was a virgin or not? And by the awkward expression on my face he could tell that I was. He said 'do you wanna do something about it?'. He started to smirk and beckoned me towards a tree. Before I knew it his tongue was in my mouth and his gloved hands were massaging my now throbbing penis from the outside of my tight jeans. He started to unzip my trousers and realized just how hard my hard cock was. He took one look at my cock and looked up at me. I could tell he was.