.. and tried not to notice a sulking figure leaning in a corner, away from the festive spirit.The figure, wrapped up in a dark attire of black clothes... and hanging chains, is your cousin, Jessica. Months ago her boyfriend broke up with her to date you and she never forgave you for 'taking' him. Even more so, she resented that you became very close to him so quickly - apparently, he bragged to Jessica about how much better at kissing you are compared to her. You dumped him when you found out, but. . I make you smell your hands, telling you that you like being pretty for me. While seated in my chair, I have you undo my thigh-highs, remove my thong and then hook my thigh-highs back. I make you smell my pussy, not letting you touch it. I tell you to touch your "breasts" for me... make your nipples hard and tease your "titties" while you think of me fucking you from behind... this makes MY cock twitch. I watch. I become wet watching you get hard and aroused, only thinking of being plowed. But then I heard the rising sound of faint footsteps followed by the crack of a few twigs. Then I seen her. Down the path to my right was a lone girl. Young, definitely. She looked to be nearing 5'4". I prepared myself. As she passed, I grabbed my equipment and began following. After a few seconds I caught up, but she noticed me too late. Quickly strapping her mouth with strong duct tape, her scream was cut short. I tackled her to the floor pretty easily, then pressured her shoulders with my. She returned having put on a pair of jeans and sweatshirt, and poured herself a glass of wine. Robert immediately stood up when she returned to the kitchen. ‘Thanks. I’m sorry that I walked —.’ Robert had started to say. ‘Don’t be.’ She said putting her fingers to his lips to quiet him.’ I’m not sorry at all.’ She said softly, yet teasing. There was a silence between the two as they stared into each other’s eyes. She felt Robert’s arm go around her drawing her to him. She knew he was going to.