One day I stood over the bowl facing him and let him watch me. He pointed his at my pussy and we peed together. That was about it, I usually held his ...cock and sat on the "loo" and let it go on me, or pointed it in the basin and watched it come out." So did he fuck you as well sometimes?" Well – yes – unless I'd sucked him off. Like I say it came to an end shortly after that."You better tell me about those two events you mentioned then," I suggested. "But we'll come back to the pee thing later.. She moaned to him, ‘Oh God, Alan! What are you doing to me?’ He looked up with a slightly wicked grin on his face and said, ‘Why I’m making love to you, that’s all.’ He returned to her breasts and she felt his hand drift down her belly once more. He quickly found her pussy and put one then two fingers in it. As he plunged them back and forth she began to writhe. She couldn’t speak, only make intelligible sounds. Then he felt her shudder again, her back arching, and the shudder became a quaking.. He's mumbling some things, "fuckin', nympho, cousin." I'm not even paying too much attention."Yeah? Heh. Like that, huh?" Yeah! Love it!" Fuck your cousin's tight pussy!" I yell. "Yeah! Fuck it!"He slaps my buttocks and immediately he starts groaning tiredly and slows down a notch like that was too much.He cools down, and gathers his strength, his hands are testing the firmness of my ass, I know he's looking right at my lovely bumhole. His fingers sweep there now and then. Now, he’s ready again. Dawn had walked around the area and collected a few of the blueberries that had not been eaten by the animals. The berries were added to the oatmeal, and we cherished each spoonful.As we ate, we studied our surroundings from a new perspective. The sun was behind us; therefore the cliffs across from us were being displayed in the brightness of the morning sun. The light picked up the many variations of the colors on the huge wall. It looked to us like a huge painted canvas. The greens of the.