She is 2 month elder to me. I like my cousin from my childhood .when I used to go in their home in holidays I keep on staring at himSpecially when she...was doing dusting mai chori chori uske gore gore boobs or cleavage dekha krta tha. Kbhi kbhi vo raat ko bra k bina soti thi to subha dusting k baad hi vo nhati thi or subha bra nhi pehnti thi .uske chote chote gol gol ubhre hue nipple dekh kr mera man krta tha ki abhi dba doon .but aisa kbi moka nhi mila tha. I want to tell her about my cousin. When Daphne had helped me design my new body, I'd nixed any facial hair except my eyebrows. The fact was that I personally didn't like moustaches and beards and I also didn't want to have to shave every day, especially under primitive conditions. As it turned out, that had been a simple issue for Daphne and her specialists. They'd just ensured that I carried a gene in my new DNA that inhibited the growth of facial hair. Unfortunately, I hadn't thought anything about the hair on my head and now. It started to hurt a little too much but my weak protests were ignored, even when I bit my tongue! My shoulder long hair caught in the broken grass stubs pulling and tearing painfully as he rammed into me with wild abandon! I was frightened, terrified but I was also totally addicted to that feeling coming from my deeply fucked anus, I was lost to his will and willy! He stopped pressing me hard, bending me painfully as his short stabbing motions drilled his warm seed deep inside me as I howled. I brought myself back to the moment as she returned from the bathroom. She was now dressed in the sluttiest red and black lingerie I had ever seen with fishnets to match. She had a mysterious aura about her, with her face displaying a darker expression than her usual shy facade. Her light brown hair tumbled loosely over her shoulders and she reached into her magical drawer again."Would you like to be blindfolded, slut?" It seemed to be more of a rhetorical question. She revealed a silk, black.