He returned with some things in his hand which he laid down, then dribbled cold oil all over my burning skin. He started rubbing it everywhere, my leg...s, stomach, arms and neck. He skirted around my breasts, and under my arms, stimulating nerves I didn’t know I had. In between, whenever he could reach, he’d drink in my moans in kisses that simulated the erotic rhythm I prayed was still to come. Eventually he left my mouth and his hands travelled down my body again. My pussy was still achingly. "Yes, but I can't help that ... you'll have to do without me ... no, not anymore ... look there's someone..." She said.She had twisted the phone lead into a terrible tangle with her restless right hand. Another shorter monologue followed, and then Sarah motioned me out of the room, mouthing 'sorry'.A little downcast, I left, closing the door behind me. I went in to the sitting room, feeling distinctly anxious, less than happy for the first time in many days. It looked like my cousin had some. He smiled in the dark to himself because he knew that now she was finally going to be his. They both understood each other; there were no questions, second thoughts, or fears, nothing, but a hot wanton desire for each other.When they reached his house, they walked to the door and went inside; he flipped on a dim lamp and took her hand leading her towards his bedroom. As he went to the bathroom, she made herself comfortable on the edge of his bed, looking around at the masculine room, enjoying. As he puttered around in the kitchen trying to decide which of the customary food gifts to have for supper, the door opened and Ellie, his only granddaughter, breezed in. Putting the big bottle of wine on the counter, she gave him a big hug and announced, “I thought you might like some company so here I am!”Living with her parents only a few miles away, a nice bike ride, she’d grown up visiting him and Alice frequently, often staying over like a second home. Looking over the abundant food, she.