You know, the term, 'going postal'? They might've been more accurate if they'd popularized the phrase 'going UPS'.Now, before you get any ideas, I'm c...rtainly not implying that everyone affiliated with that logo is nutty. But my cousin is unmistakably so. I tend to think that it is due to prolonged exposure to that gummy packing tape. Well, not regular exposure. I went to pick her up from the job one day, and caught her with a mouthful of the stuff. She'd spun around to face me when she's heard. You’re such a horrible cruel man.’ She raised her fists and playfully drummed me on the chest, then put her arms around my head and kissed me passionately. Unbidden by my conscious mind my thrusting began to accelerate. I suddenly became aware that Connie was watching us excitedly, her face close to ours. ‘Attagirl, Fran,’ she whispered. ‘Great move. You’ve got him going now.’ Thus encouraged, Fran kissed me even deeper than before and it was only with superhuman willpower that I managed to. I now spread her pretty slim legs and went down between to taste her clit, i slowly parted the bush of hairs and placed my lips on the hole, she just went crazy and tightened her thighs around my head, now i slowly parted the lips of her cunt and shoved my tongue inside and started to lick and suck her clit, she went mad and cried out loud “ohhhhhhhhh mmmmmm. Godddddddddd.” Now i was licking at her clit in abandon and she reached for my hairs and pushed down my head further down her cunt as she. Both men have the hots for me!"Will you be bringing her back tonight?" asked Ken with a sardonic look.Mark laughed. "What are you, Kristy's father? I sure don't plan on it!"For a moment I felt really weird. I was leaving my own house and my former body behind for a date with a man! This was too unreal!"Let's go, Kristy!" Marked commanded.Instinctively I put my slim arm through his muscular one and out we went with my boot heels ringing on the marble entrance floor. They were a little.