.. I can't take our separation any more Paige. I've about hit as low as I can go. If you're just going to pull my chain, we might as well call this al... off and call it quits. I've tried to be as patient as I can, and you still won't give me as little as a clue what's up with you. I've tried everything I can... I have no other things to do... no ideas, no tricks... nothing. I want you home with me Paige. I need you. I love you. Please... come home." Not yet. I just can't. I need just a little. It was so wet and a big deal of precum was flowing out uncontrollably. I fell on my bed and reached for my cock. I started to masturbate thinking at my cousin squirting pussy and when I imagined my cock sliding deep inside her I started to shoot my cum. I think I never came so violently and copiously before. I drenched my tee shirt and some large drops reached my face as well.The day after, I was in the garden playing alone with my basketball when my cousin showed in the porch. She came out. I could sense she was aroused by my words as she was moving around the chair nervously. She was wearing a white blouse and a pair of tight jeans.In a minute my dad returned to the dinning table to announce that for the next hour he’s going to have an online conference with his business partners. These words immediately made my heart go berserk, though Karen remained calm. She sat there enjoying her meal like nothing just happened between us. She is a good actress, I guess. That’s how she won. “Ok Wren Nyland, start typing!” he instructed.They both sat down and Spike dictated the routine he wanted followed to get their maintenance and rounds routine back on track. Michele interjected here and there when she thought she had a better idea. She typed away on a Gestetner stencil fed into the typewriter. She put the finished orders onto the drum of the Gestetner copier and cranked the handle producing ten copies of Daily Orders; one each for the recruits, one for PO White and one for the.