.. “So what’s with the thong, mom?” She asked, dangling it from one finger.Evelyn could have modeled that thong just like that. Not wearing them..., but dangling them from one, sexy finger. Her leg bent, just the toe of one shoe touching the ground next to her other shoe, back straight, chest out, nipples putting twin bumps in her top. They would have sold out in a minute, I was sure.“Earth to thong-in-her-mouth-mom? Come in, mom!” Evelyn said.“Oh. Uh, Lotta,” I replied as if that explained. I vowed that next time I’d show everybody my patented Death Spiral moves. Introduction all around, of course. The red-head was Veronica. She’d worn a white blouse which, when wet, let us confirm that she hadn’t bothered with a bra. I was fantasizing about the babies we would make together. After years of practice, of course. She kissed me on the mouth and asked if I wanted to dance. Then we both broke out laughing. The exotic vibe girl was Sonja. She was wearing dark slacks and a pale purple. She gave a sigh and sat beside me and started unbuttoning my shirt and then my jeans. Now I was only in my briefs. Now I caught her closer to me and pulled out her t- shirt. The two melons thirsted out of her bra appealing me to free them from confinement. I unhooked her bra and threw it to a side. She lied down and pulled me over. I plunged into her valley and started licking them. She started breathing and moaning heavily. I took in her left nipple and started sucking it vigorously. She got. I stand there for a minute waiting for her to come after me, but she doesn't. Instead I hear the soft sound of my cousin crying and have never felt so ashamed of myself. I go back to my room and strip until I'm only in my boxers and fall asleep. ***When I look over at the clock it's 12:10 am and I'm completely exhausted, but snap back to reality as I hear the raucous caused by the room above me. I crawl out of bed and head upstairs. Aunt Silvia's room has no lights on and I go in there to see.