What the hell was wrong with me? I was five years older than her, and she was my fucking cousin, I kept thinking. * All week was awkward. I walked in ...on her in the shower once. She walked around in her underwear and mytee shirtswhen we were alone in the house. I felt my defences melting. I masterbated in my room thinking of her. I picked her panties out of the hamper when I would do laundry and hold them to my nose. Her aroma intoxicated me. I was losingcontroll. Saturday night, no work the. I move to your center, pressing my round little butt firmly in your direction, rubbing you over your pants. I suppose this is a bit like a lap dance. I grind your member between my cheeks, feeling your thickness, and pull away as Amber finally unbuckles you. You spring up like a soldier, in front of Amber’s face, she gasps as she watches what you’ve been hiding. A small smirk and a sly look to your direction, she likes what she sees. Amber grasps your cock, her hands are so small, you really do. Not only did she have a fantastic body, but she had a pretty face, long lustrous blonde hair and a perfect tan. His dad was still good looking himself. Despite being in his mid forties David kept in shape and had a handsome face with dark brown hair only showing grey at the temples. His most attractive feature though was that he was extremely wealthy, and women would flock to him when they found out how much he was worth. ‘For fuck’s sake David!’ Kate really was pissed off. ‘I was looking. Inch by inch she backed herself onto the large cock. When she finally bottomed out I heard her moan again, and it only encouraged my cock to grow to its full size. My raging cock was now so hard it almost hurt and a large drop of pre-cum was balanced on the tip of my purple head. I realized now that I didn't want her to stop. I wanted her to fuck the cock as hard as she could until his cum was pouring from her pussy. She started rocking back and forth the build-up slow and methodical. She was.