She started poking with her sharp nails. I left her hands and hugged her tight with my chest squeezing those huge boobs.She became silent, and I could... feel the huge soft cushion squeezed over my chest. I moved my hand, touching all over her soft back. My hands travelled to the hook of her bra. I undid the hook and broke the tight hug.I slowly removed the bra, which unveiled two gigantic massive milky boobs with small pointy nipples. My hands immediately moved to grab those boobs. Instantly. As we all looked at him sheepishly, Monty smiled and said, “Relax, boys. There is nothing more beautiful than watching cousins showing love to one another.”As we remained statuesque, Monty then asked, “What’s up with Harold?”Arthur then found his voice and blurted the hot chocolate story.“Jesus, Gerald, why are you such a selfish arsehole?” Monty asked disdainfully.“Sorry, dad,” Gerald remorsefully replied.“Well… Let’s hope your drug lord days are over,” Monty answered in an austere. "Oh, Mr. Olsen," she sighed again."Get on the bed with me," he said."Oh, dear, I can't . . . I really shouldn't," she protested, yet found herself moving up beside him.She stretched herself out on the bed, her arm around his neck, her other hand on his belly. They kissed again and then she felt his hand inside her uniform. His fingers felt so cool and nice on her skin. She brought her hand up from his belly and opened her uniform all the way down the front.She felt his hand at her side and then. I was dressed in my nightshirt and only my nightshirt. I walked into the computer room and sat down and opened up those web sites I like so well. He had another story on line and it was even hotter then the last. In this one the mothers' home is broken into by a thief and he holds the whole family hostage. Then he forces the mother to fuck and suck both of her boy, her husband and him. I was really hot and my fingers were flying across my clit as I came, time after time. I wrote to him again.