Judging by the looks on the girls faces, I knew there would be no French lessons tonight. Then I did a double take of Maria. She was frozen with ter...or. Lisa noticed it and took her hand. “What’s the matter with you girl? You look like that bitch from night of the living dead. “You sue do.” I added like a senselessness.“For your information oh sensitive one,” she said looking at me. She then pulled a gigantic cigar sized joint from her brassier. “I totally forgot I was carrying this.” . She slowly turned around, and I stood there wondering what to do.Although I wasn't very close to my cousin, I had always had a small crush on her, and it had been tough to hide it when I was younger. But even now, my eyes wandered up and down her small frame. She had always been a looker. She had her mother's brown wavy hair and a pretty face to go with it. She was shorter than her mom but had inherited the wide hips and ample bust that she always tried to hide by wearing a sweater."I'm sorry. Our hands travelled over each other and I finally got to feel her breasts, so heavy yet supple in my hands. I massaged them eagerly, feeling the warm skin and then began to caress her nipples. They were smaller than mine but no less hard and now I moved her towards the wall. I knew what I liked having done to me so that seemed to be the best approach. I leaned down and kissed her right nipple gently and then pulled it between my lips. Her soft sigh encouraged me and as I mouthed it and I. Her friend said, "Didn't anyone tell you not to bring anything to a party unless you were going to share?" and then leaned over the seat, kissed my wife and plunged her tongue deep in her mouth to try and get a taste. While they were kissing, the friend reached over to milk some more pre-cum off my cock and then slipped her own covered finger in her and my wife's mouth where their tongues fought for who could get the most. Finally, I said, "Well, since I had to be pulled out off bed and you.