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All of my stories are based on events that I've actually lived. Some are totally true and others are true up to a point. It's your challenge to figure out where reality ends and fantasy begins! With that being said…read on!
After Amy had wiped my cum on her face, she said, “Where’s that lotion? I need to put some on my legs; this climate is making them really dry.” Then she turned around and walked around me, into the bathroom, to look for the lotion. My heart rate shot up again as I began thinking about what my response would be to her when she showed up back here to tell me there was no lotion and she started to question what that stuff really was. But before I could even construct a thought in my head, she was back, holding a small bottle of body lotion in her hand. Relief flooded through my body but my cock was still twitching thinking about her rubbing my cum so close to her mouth.
Amy went into the kitchen, pulled a chair out from the table, and put her right foot up into the chair. She then squirted that white lotion all over the front of her upper thigh, down over her knee, and onto the front of her shin. The sounds of the lotion sputtering out of the bottle, along with the lotion splattering onto her leg, made me want to jerk a load off on her legs so bad that I thought my cock was going to scream.
With both hands, she started to rub and massage the lotion into her skin. She was rubbing with long slow strokes. After she finished with her lower leg, it was time to do her upper leg. Bringing her hands up, she grabbed the bottom of her running shorts and pulled the leg of the shorts all the way up to the crease between her thigh and her pelvis. OH-MY-GOD!
Her legs were already driving me crazy when I could only see halfway up her thigh, but now, her leg was revealed practically all the way up to her pussy. My cock was losing the battle. It was banging against the zipper and wanting to come out and play.
While I was imagining, that by some great miracle, there would come a day when I would be able to rub lotion on her legs for her, she lowered her foot to the floor. Still wanting to be able to see me, so we could continue talking to each other, she moved to the other side of the chair and put her left foot up. When she leaned over and starting applying the lotion to her leg she was in a position that allowed me to look right down into her shirt. Her little breasts, not being large enough to fill out her training bra, allowed enough space for her bra to pull away from her chest, exposing her little AA titties to anyone that might be looking down her shirt. I was lucky enough to be that person!
Her little tits, while small, were still big enough to produce a good shape and probably would have felt great in the palms of my hands. Her areolas, however, were well pronounced and slightly puffy with perky little nipples that were hard from rubbing back and forth in her training bra. It almost seemed like she was staying in this position longer than necessary and it made me wonder if maybe she was playing me a bit. Whatever was happening, whether she was purposely trying to tease me, or whether she was oblivious to sexual innuendos, it had me turned on and turned up. My cock was completely stiff and pointing straight up at my belly button making for a very noticeable bulge in the front of my pants.
As we were talking, Amy looked up at me a couple of times while she was bent over rubbing the lotion on her legs. I don’t see how she couldn’t have noticed my eyes, straining to see down her shirt. I’m also pretty sure I noticed her eyes stray down to my bulge at least once. If she would have kept her eyes on my swollen spot a little longer, she might have noticed it was also pulsating.
As soon as she was finished with the lotion, she took off down the hall and went into the bedroom where her stuff was. She was only gone for less than a minute when she came walking back down the hall. She walked right over to where I was standing, moved in front of me, and backed up against my body. Her ass was pressing right into the bulge in my pants. There’s no way she didn’t notice it. Lifting her hair off her shoulder, she rose up on her tiptoes, turned her head slightly, and put her neck right under my nose and said, “Do you like how this smells?” I took in a deep breath and drew in as much of her fragrance as I could. She smelled divine and I said, “You smell like the pretty flower that you are!” When she heard those words fall from my lips to her ear, she let out a shy little giggle and said, “Why thank you!”
It kind of shocked me that I had phrased it that way, but that’s what happens when my heat gets turned up, I get bold. I wasn’t sure if anyone else heard me say that to her or not, and I really didn’t care at this point. She was a beautiful specimen, who I was now convinced was doing her best to entice me. Her actions made me wonder if she was more experienced than her demeanor implied, or was she just an innocent girl who was developing a crush and the fact that I was responsive to her was giving her courage to test her wiles. Whatever she was doing, she was doing it right. By now my cock was aching to be stroked again but it was a little soon to make another trip to the bathroom. That might look suspicious! The gears in my brain were cranking trying to figure out how I was going to be able to slip away and relieve myself. It was about that time that she reached out and grabbed my hand and said, “Let’s go out on the front porch, it’s hot in here.” Boy, she nailed that right on the head. It WAS hot in here, and it was doubly hot in my boxers!
She basically just pulled me along behind her, out the front door, and over to the swing at the end of the porch. The swing was plenty wide for two adults but she crunched herself right up against me when we sat down. We started the swing moving back and forth and she started asking me questions about what I did for a living, where I lived and whether or not I had a girlfriend, which I didn’t at the time. I answered her questions and returned the favor. I wanted to ask her things like, “Can I drag my cock back and forth on your sexy thighs?” and “Can we watch each other masturbate.” Or maybe something like, “Are your nipples connected to your clit?” But when I opened my mouth, out came, “So, tell me about your school.”
Sitting this close to her, with a different point of view of her magnificent legs, and smelling her natural scent mixed with the perfume that she obviously put on especially for me, my cock just wouldn’t relax. In fact, I had leaked out so much precum that my boxers felt like I had peed in them. She had pulled her leg up and put her bare foot on the swing seat which placed her knee, the one closest to me, so close to my mouth that I’m sure she could feel my warm breath as I panted like a wolf. This also made the leg of her shorts ride up and fall in that sexy little crease she had at the top of her long leg. There was also something else different about her since she came back from putting on perfume. I had noticed it as soon as we sat down on the swing. With me being quite a bit taller than her, I was able to look down her shirt. Somewhere in the shuffle to put on the perfume, she had lost her little bra! It was driving my cock crazy wondering if maybe she also lost her panties at the same time!
My dripping cock was beginning to take control of my body and I reached up with my right hand and patted her left knee a couple of times before letting my hand come to rest and blurting out, “Your legs are very athletic. What kind of sports are you into?” That’s when the screen door opened and Grandma stuck her head out and said, “Come on k**s, lunch is ready!” In unison, we both said, “OK Grandma.” Amy lowered her left foot slowly back to the porch which allowed my hand to slide up the front of her thigh until the heel of my hand was almost pressing her kitty. “Swimming mostly,” Amy said, answering my question. Then she giggled and stood up, allowing my hand to drag over the side of her thigh as it fell to the swing. Turning around, she reached out with both hands, taking mine, and pulled me up from the swing.
Lunch pretty much went off without a hitch. Good, home-cooked southern food with lots of laughing as all the older folks recalled c***dhood memories and told stories about each other. The rest of the family wouldn’t start arriving until tomorrow afternoon so it was just Grandma, Grandpa, me and Amy, and our folks. Of course, Amy had made sure she sat next to me and I had made sure I sat next to her. I think it was becoming pretty apparent to our parents that we were becoming extremely bonded to each other! I actually had the best seat at the table because it allowed me to continue looking at Amy’s legs while peeking down at her tender little handfuls. Thank goodness for big cloth napkins because I had pitched a pup tent!
After we finished lunch, and the stories had all been told, the folks decided they would drive over to the recreation center and take a look at the meeting hall we would be having the reception in. That didn’t sound very exciting to me, or Amy, so we asked if there was anything going on in town today. Grandma suggested a movie or the zoo. I wasn’t too keen on matinees because they were usually full of retired folks. Besides, it would be dark and I wouldn’t get to look at Amy’s legs if she wore shorts.
The zoo was a decent alternative because it would be outside and I would be able to look at those killer legs all afternoon. That’s when Grandpa spoke up and said that half the zoo was closed to visitors because they were in the middle of remodeling it. He suggested the car show. The custom hot rod show was at the convention center. That would work. It was the same as the zoo for me; plenty of light and plenty of Amy. Amy said she was good with it because she liked cool old cars. So that was the plan.
The older folks started loading in the car and were off on their adventure. Amy said, “I’ll be ready in a couple of minutes Cuz. I want to change out of these old baggy shorts and put on a clean shirt. I dribbled mustard on this one.” I quickly shot back, “They’re fine. It’s just a bunch of old cars, they won’t care.” You see, I didn’t want to lose my view and I was looking forward to gazing at those little titties all afternoon. “It’ll only take a second,” she said, and she ran off to the bedroom. I said, “OK, I’ll be outside!”
Pretty soon a couple of minutes had turned into twenty and I was just about ready to reach in the window of the car and honk the horn when I saw the screen door opening. Amy stepped out on the porch and I went instantly hard and just about blew a load without even touching my tool.
She was the hottest thing I had ever seen. She was still wearing shorts, thank goodness, but they were only about half as big as the green pair that had been turning me on all morning. She had on a pair of denim short shorts that were fraying around the leg holes. They were so short that she was probably getting her clit rubbed just from walking!
Her tanned, bare legs looked super sexy because they were lifted on a pair of red strappy 4-inch high heels.
She had replaced her tee-shirt with a white crinkly V-neck blouse with buttons all the way down the front. It was tied up at the bottom with a pull string, slightly above her belly button, and the top two buttons were open. Her hair was falling half over, and half behind one shoulder and she had put some waves in it to give it more body. From the best I could tell from this angle, she still hadn’t found her bra. She had put eye makeup on, curled her eyelashes, and was wearing lipstick that matched her red high heels.
Now don’t get me wrong, she was plenty cute without makeup, but this outfit, in conjunction with her makeup and hair had pushed her into a whole other bracket! She was gorgeous and so hot I was afraid she would melt the tires on the car when she got in! The muscles in her calves and thighs were taut from being raised up by the heels. There was absolutely no question about it now; she was purposely teasing my dick! Watching her walk to the car was an event in itself. I think I could have sold more tickets to that than was sold at the car show.
I hadn’t planned on it, because I thought we were just being super casual for the afternoon, but I walked back towards the house and met her about halfway down the sidewalk, offered my arm to her, and esc*rted her to the passenger side of the car and opened the door for her. Before she got in, she looked at me and said in a shy quiet tone, “Do I look OK?” “You look SMOKIN’!” I told her. She giggled her sweet little flirty giggle and got in the car. I shut her door and practically killed myself when I ran into the fender while trying to get around the car as fast as possible. As I crawled into the car, I noticed she was sitting kind of stiff with one hand on each thigh, almost as if she was trying to cover herself. When I put my hand on the shifter, to get ready to back out of the driveway, she asked again, “Really, is this outfit alright?”
Letting my hand fall from the shifter, I put it over her left hand. Wrapping my fingers tenderly around her hand I felt the warmth of her body as my fingertips pressed into the soft skin of her upper thigh. Without even thinking, I said, “Amy, if you looked any hotter I’d have an orgasm without even being touched!” Instantaneously I asked myself, “Oh, God no! Did I actually just say that out loud?” Before I could start to apologize for saying something that was so inappropriate, my mind came back to reality. Amy’s expression was telling me she was still waiting on a response. Thank goodness, I DIDN’T really say that, but it was true!
Clearing my throat, I calmly said, “Amy, trust me, you look absolutely perfect!” Upon hearing that, I could feel the tenseness in her body relax and she took on a shy, embarrassed demeanor which made her look ten times more desirable! Releasing her hand, I gave it a couple of pats and put mine back onto the shifter. As I looked over my right shoulder in order to make sure it was clear behind us, I very casually said, “I like what you’ve done with your hair.” She smiled and graciously said, Thank you. I’m glad you like it.”
As the car cleared the gutter and began to slow its backward momentum, I said, “By the way, I love the cute shoes. Red’s my favorite color!” She responded with her little giggle, and with that, I said, “Now, buckle-up!” As she reached down to fasten her seatbelt, she had to bend slightly forward in my direction to reach the buckle. That’s when it was confirmed that her bra had DEFINITELY gone missing.
Sneaking a glance down inside her blouse, I could hear her little titties calling my name and the nipples on those slightly puffy areoles were perked and pointing the way to my next fantasy. I have to say, if that car hadn’t had a center console, I would have pulled to the curb, crawled on top of her, and fucked her right there in front of grandma’s house! But, she was only fou****n, and that couldn’t happen! It was imperative that I continue to be controlled by my brain than by what was in my pants. However, it was getting harder and harder each time he raised his swollen head.
The drive to the convention center was filled with casual conversation about mundane subjects. However, it wasn’t boring by any means. I had slid my seat back a few notches to allow more legroom. Well, the truth is, I slid it back because it made it possible for me to sneak glances into Amy’s blouse without being so obvious. Catching a few peeks of HER little pointy peaks, every few blocks, kept my internal fire burning. By the time we reached the parking lot, all I could think about was getting to the men’s room!
Stay tuned for “Seduction of My First Cousin” – part 3
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After Amy had wiped my cum on her face, she said, “Where’s that lotion? I need to put some on my legs; this climate is making them really dry.” Then she turned around and walked around me, into the bathroom, to look for the lotion. My heart rate shot up again as I began thinking about what my response would be to her when she showed up back here to tell me there was no lotion and she started to question what that stuff really was. But before I could even construct a thought in my head, she was back, holding a small bottle of body lotion in her hand. Relief flooded through my body but my cock was still twitching thinking about her rubbing my cum so close to her mouth.
Amy went into the kitchen, pulled a chair out from the table, and put her right foot up into the chair. She then squirted that white lotion all over the front of her upper thigh, down over her knee, and onto the front of her shin. The sounds of the lotion sputtering out of the bottle, along with the lotion splattering onto her leg, made me want to jerk a load off on her legs so bad that I thought my cock was going to scream.
With both hands, she started to rub and massage the lotion into her skin. She was rubbing with long slow strokes. After she finished with her lower leg, it was time to do her upper leg. Bringing her hands up, she grabbed the bottom of her running shorts and pulled the leg of the shorts all the way up to the crease between her thigh and her pelvis. OH-MY-GOD!
Her legs were already driving me crazy when I could only see halfway up her thigh, but now, her leg was revealed practically all the way up to her pussy. My cock was losing the battle. It was banging against the zipper and wanting to come out and play.
While I was imagining, that by some great miracle, there would come a day when I would be able to rub lotion on her legs for her, she lowered her foot to the floor. Still wanting to be able to see me, so we could continue talking to each other, she moved to the other side of the chair and put her left foot up. When she leaned over and starting applying the lotion to her leg she was in a position that allowed me to look right down into her shirt. Her little breasts, not being large enough to fill out her training bra, allowed enough space for her bra to pull away from her chest, exposing her little AA titties to anyone that might be looking down her shirt. I was lucky enough to be that person!
Her little tits, while small, were still big enough to produce a good shape and probably would have felt great in the palms of my hands. Her areolas, however, were well pronounced and slightly puffy with perky little nipples that were hard from rubbing back and forth in her training bra. It almost seemed like she was staying in this position longer than necessary and it made me wonder if maybe she was playing me a bit. Whatever was happening, whether she was purposely trying to tease me, or whether she was oblivious to sexual innuendos, it had me turned on and turned up. My cock was completely stiff and pointing straight up at my belly button making for a very noticeable bulge in the front of my pants.
As we were talking, Amy looked up at me a couple of times while she was bent over rubbing the lotion on her legs. I don’t see how she couldn’t have noticed my eyes, straining to see down her shirt. I’m also pretty sure I noticed her eyes stray down to my bulge at least once. If she would have kept her eyes on my swollen spot a little longer, she might have noticed it was also pulsating.
As soon as she was finished with the lotion, she took off down the hall and went into the bedroom where her stuff was. She was only gone for less than a minute when she came walking back down the hall. She walked right over to where I was standing, moved in front of me, and backed up against my body. Her ass was pressing right into the bulge in my pants. There’s no way she didn’t notice it. Lifting her hair off her shoulder, she rose up on her tiptoes, turned her head slightly, and put her neck right under my nose and said, “Do you like how this smells?” I took in a deep breath and drew in as much of her fragrance as I could. She smelled divine and I said, “You smell like the pretty flower that you are!” When she heard those words fall from my lips to her ear, she let out a shy little giggle and said, “Why thank you!”
It kind of shocked me that I had phrased it that way, but that’s what happens when my heat gets turned up, I get bold. I wasn’t sure if anyone else heard me say that to her or not, and I really didn’t care at this point. She was a beautiful specimen, who I was now convinced was doing her best to entice me. Her actions made me wonder if she was more experienced than her demeanor implied, or was she just an innocent girl who was developing a crush and the fact that I was responsive to her was giving her courage to test her wiles. Whatever she was doing, she was doing it right. By now my cock was aching to be stroked again but it was a little soon to make another trip to the bathroom. That might look suspicious! The gears in my brain were cranking trying to figure out how I was going to be able to slip away and relieve myself. It was about that time that she reached out and grabbed my hand and said, “Let’s go out on the front porch, it’s hot in here.” Boy, she nailed that right on the head. It WAS hot in here, and it was doubly hot in my boxers!
She basically just pulled me along behind her, out the front door, and over to the swing at the end of the porch. The swing was plenty wide for two adults but she crunched herself right up against me when we sat down. We started the swing moving back and forth and she started asking me questions about what I did for a living, where I lived and whether or not I had a girlfriend, which I didn’t at the time. I answered her questions and returned the favor. I wanted to ask her things like, “Can I drag my cock back and forth on your sexy thighs?” and “Can we watch each other masturbate.” Or maybe something like, “Are your nipples connected to your clit?” But when I opened my mouth, out came, “So, tell me about your school.”
Sitting this close to her, with a different point of view of her magnificent legs, and smelling her natural scent mixed with the perfume that she obviously put on especially for me, my cock just wouldn’t relax. In fact, I had leaked out so much precum that my boxers felt like I had peed in them. She had pulled her leg up and put her bare foot on the swing seat which placed her knee, the one closest to me, so close to my mouth that I’m sure she could feel my warm breath as I panted like a wolf. This also made the leg of her shorts ride up and fall in that sexy little crease she had at the top of her long leg. There was also something else different about her since she came back from putting on perfume. I had noticed it as soon as we sat down on the swing. With me being quite a bit taller than her, I was able to look down her shirt. Somewhere in the shuffle to put on the perfume, she had lost her little bra! It was driving my cock crazy wondering if maybe she also lost her panties at the same time!
My dripping cock was beginning to take control of my body and I reached up with my right hand and patted her left knee a couple of times before letting my hand come to rest and blurting out, “Your legs are very athletic. What kind of sports are you into?” That’s when the screen door opened and Grandma stuck her head out and said, “Come on k**s, lunch is ready!” In unison, we both said, “OK Grandma.” Amy lowered her left foot slowly back to the porch which allowed my hand to slide up the front of her thigh until the heel of my hand was almost pressing her kitty. “Swimming mostly,” Amy said, answering my question. Then she giggled and stood up, allowing my hand to drag over the side of her thigh as it fell to the swing. Turning around, she reached out with both hands, taking mine, and pulled me up from the swing.
Lunch pretty much went off without a hitch. Good, home-cooked southern food with lots of laughing as all the older folks recalled c***dhood memories and told stories about each other. The rest of the family wouldn’t start arriving until tomorrow afternoon so it was just Grandma, Grandpa, me and Amy, and our folks. Of course, Amy had made sure she sat next to me and I had made sure I sat next to her. I think it was becoming pretty apparent to our parents that we were becoming extremely bonded to each other! I actually had the best seat at the table because it allowed me to continue looking at Amy’s legs while peeking down at her tender little handfuls. Thank goodness for big cloth napkins because I had pitched a pup tent!
After we finished lunch, and the stories had all been told, the folks decided they would drive over to the recreation center and take a look at the meeting hall we would be having the reception in. That didn’t sound very exciting to me, or Amy, so we asked if there was anything going on in town today. Grandma suggested a movie or the zoo. I wasn’t too keen on matinees because they were usually full of retired folks. Besides, it would be dark and I wouldn’t get to look at Amy’s legs if she wore shorts.
The zoo was a decent alternative because it would be outside and I would be able to look at those killer legs all afternoon. That’s when Grandpa spoke up and said that half the zoo was closed to visitors because they were in the middle of remodeling it. He suggested the car show. The custom hot rod show was at the convention center. That would work. It was the same as the zoo for me; plenty of light and plenty of Amy. Amy said she was good with it because she liked cool old cars. So that was the plan.
The older folks started loading in the car and were off on their adventure. Amy said, “I’ll be ready in a couple of minutes Cuz. I want to change out of these old baggy shorts and put on a clean shirt. I dribbled mustard on this one.” I quickly shot back, “They’re fine. It’s just a bunch of old cars, they won’t care.” You see, I didn’t want to lose my view and I was looking forward to gazing at those little titties all afternoon. “It’ll only take a second,” she said, and she ran off to the bedroom. I said, “OK, I’ll be outside!”
Pretty soon a couple of minutes had turned into twenty and I was just about ready to reach in the window of the car and honk the horn when I saw the screen door opening. Amy stepped out on the porch and I went instantly hard and just about blew a load without even touching my tool.
She was the hottest thing I had ever seen. She was still wearing shorts, thank goodness, but they were only about half as big as the green pair that had been turning me on all morning. She had on a pair of denim short shorts that were fraying around the leg holes. They were so short that she was probably getting her clit rubbed just from walking!
Her tanned, bare legs looked super sexy because they were lifted on a pair of red strappy 4-inch high heels.
She had replaced her tee-shirt with a white crinkly V-neck blouse with buttons all the way down the front. It was tied up at the bottom with a pull string, slightly above her belly button, and the top two buttons were open. Her hair was falling half over, and half behind one shoulder and she had put some waves in it to give it more body. From the best I could tell from this angle, she still hadn’t found her bra. She had put eye makeup on, curled her eyelashes, and was wearing lipstick that matched her red high heels.
Now don’t get me wrong, she was plenty cute without makeup, but this outfit, in conjunction with her makeup and hair had pushed her into a whole other bracket! She was gorgeous and so hot I was afraid she would melt the tires on the car when she got in! The muscles in her calves and thighs were taut from being raised up by the heels. There was absolutely no question about it now; she was purposely teasing my dick! Watching her walk to the car was an event in itself. I think I could have sold more tickets to that than was sold at the car show.
I hadn’t planned on it, because I thought we were just being super casual for the afternoon, but I walked back towards the house and met her about halfway down the sidewalk, offered my arm to her, and esc*rted her to the passenger side of the car and opened the door for her. Before she got in, she looked at me and said in a shy quiet tone, “Do I look OK?” “You look SMOKIN’!” I told her. She giggled her sweet little flirty giggle and got in the car. I shut her door and practically killed myself when I ran into the fender while trying to get around the car as fast as possible. As I crawled into the car, I noticed she was sitting kind of stiff with one hand on each thigh, almost as if she was trying to cover herself. When I put my hand on the shifter, to get ready to back out of the driveway, she asked again, “Really, is this outfit alright?”
Letting my hand fall from the shifter, I put it over her left hand. Wrapping my fingers tenderly around her hand I felt the warmth of her body as my fingertips pressed into the soft skin of her upper thigh. Without even thinking, I said, “Amy, if you looked any hotter I’d have an orgasm without even being touched!” Instantaneously I asked myself, “Oh, God no! Did I actually just say that out loud?” Before I could start to apologize for saying something that was so inappropriate, my mind came back to reality. Amy’s expression was telling me she was still waiting on a response. Thank goodness, I DIDN’T really say that, but it was true!
Clearing my throat, I calmly said, “Amy, trust me, you look absolutely perfect!” Upon hearing that, I could feel the tenseness in her body relax and she took on a shy, embarrassed demeanor which made her look ten times more desirable! Releasing her hand, I gave it a couple of pats and put mine back onto the shifter. As I looked over my right shoulder in order to make sure it was clear behind us, I very casually said, “I like what you’ve done with your hair.” She smiled and graciously said, Thank you. I’m glad you like it.”
As the car cleared the gutter and began to slow its backward momentum, I said, “By the way, I love the cute shoes. Red’s my favorite color!” She responded with her little giggle, and with that, I said, “Now, buckle-up!” As she reached down to fasten her seatbelt, she had to bend slightly forward in my direction to reach the buckle. That’s when it was confirmed that her bra had DEFINITELY gone missing.
Sneaking a glance down inside her blouse, I could hear her little titties calling my name and the nipples on those slightly puffy areoles were perked and pointing the way to my next fantasy. I have to say, if that car hadn’t had a center console, I would have pulled to the curb, crawled on top of her, and fucked her right there in front of grandma’s house! But, she was only fou****n, and that couldn’t happen! It was imperative that I continue to be controlled by my brain than by what was in my pants. However, it was getting harder and harder each time he raised his swollen head.
The drive to the convention center was filled with casual conversation about mundane subjects. However, it wasn’t boring by any means. I had slid my seat back a few notches to allow more legroom. Well, the truth is, I slid it back because it made it possible for me to sneak glances into Amy’s blouse without being so obvious. Catching a few peeks of HER little pointy peaks, every few blocks, kept my internal fire burning. By the time we reached the parking lot, all I could think about was getting to the men’s room!
Stay tuned for “Seduction of My First Cousin” – part 3
Thanks for reading. Your votes and comments are appreciated!
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