When I'd finished, she took my hands in hers and looked me in the eyes. Her lips moved, and for a second I was mesmerized not hearing what she said. S...he laughed then repeated herself as I came back to reality.I apologized and she said not to worry, she'd experienced my reaction before.Then she got serious, “How sexy do you want to be, Cynthia?”I replied, “Sexy enough for him to want to make love more often.”As she massaged my hands she spoke, “I can make you subtly sexy, overtly sexy and even. Harder. Nothing happened. The tightly stretched foreskin was strangling the swollen head of my cock that throbbed and jerked within her slender fingers.“Sit down in the bath Mark!” my aunt commanded. “I’ll get back to you. Come on Richard!” she ordered. “It’s time for you to be in bed.” She led my wide-eyed cousin away. When she returned she told me to stand and place my hands upon her shoulders. She then massaged my cock with warm soapy water hoping to soften the tightly stretched foreskin. I. “Do me now, in your favorable and my back door”I leaned into the wall pressing my hands against the wet tile and thrusting my ass back towards him. He pressed up behind me and started soaping my shoulders and around to my breasts. His hard cock slid up between my ass cheeks which now slippery with soap running down my body. I reached behind and guided the swollen tip of his hard cock to my tight asshole. I turned my head to look at him and shook my head affirmatively. He pushed his hot, hard. I could see his entire body now. A crisp white shirt tucked into snug dark jeans, showing off his muscular frame. Gorgeous! I exclaimed in my mind. Absolutely perfect actually. My eyes drifted down to the obvious bulge below his belt and stayed there. He was definitely turned on, his cock exerting quite a strain on the zipper of his jeans, begging to be released. "Soooo...." he started "Where were you, before I so rudely interrupted your fun?" His eyes sparkling in the moonlight.I lay back on.