Kristen was laid on her side with her elbow on the mattress, head resting on her palm. Her chestnut hair was in a sloppy bun with her long fringe brus...hing her eyelashes as she blinked.She had been in a yellow t-shirt and bright blue leggings all day, comfortable but definitely indoor leisure wear. Lying on her side her cello-like hip stuck up like a dolphin surfacing from the water, two small holes in the leggings near her hip showed a tantalising glimpse of skin. Her breasts on top of each. I slipped my hand inside her panties but she was in heavy sleep that she shouted in high voice, “Stop irritating me.”My cousin woke up and asked me, “What happened?”I said, “Nothing, by mistake I just touched her hand and she got irritated.”My cousin said, “Oh okay, try not to irritate her. Go sleep.””After that I was bit afraid what if I touch her again and Anshika told my cousin, it would be troublesome for me. So, I didn’t touch her and slept.Next day, my cousin went out for the shopping. .. everything. About her plane crash in the Himalayas, her problems with her father, Ben's time in the marines; how he'd decked his CO and spent almost a year in the brig before being dishonourably discharged. It wasn't like she was the only person in the world he'd slept with, but he could honestly say that he'd never been closer to a person or more intimate then he was last night with Lara.That was what had made Maury's little 'hint' so hard to swallow. From the very beginning, he'd known. I could get into lip locking with my step sister even though I had more interesting plans for her tongue and pretty little mouth. The used car dealer in me decided if it was that important to her; she'd be willing to do something or things in trade for it. The devil in me smiled and I thought about what I might want. Jenny seemed pretty much game for anything I threw at her. We hadn't fucked yet but that was just because I was enjoying her mouth so much I hadn't got that far. I also didn't want.