Now he was confused to go with his shame, but this emotional roller-coaster day of his was just beginning.His cousin, Hayley came to his aid, if it co...ld be called aid. She said, “oh, I just knew ... I hoped ... I knew it would be you!”His confusion was even greater. Hayley had been born a turn of the moon after him, and last week she had started bleeding, this was one of those mysteries that only females knew about, he only knew that it happened to them, or at least to the adults, and Hayley. She smiled at the image, and then her eyes got all dreamy."I don't understand his wife," she said. "She said she loved watching me give him a blow job, but she didn't like to do them herself." Her tone turned even dreamier. "I love how hard his cock flexes when he cums. He's the best ever."I smiled with her, and the conversation moved on. Later, as I thought about it, I started to wonder just how good a guy had to be to be the best ever. I should have let it go, but I had to find out.I knew. He had slowly climbed into the bed with her. All of his actions were intended to increase the tension. He slowly moved his hands to her body. Suddenly he tickled her and didn’t let up until she was screaming, giggling, laughing, and thrashing on the bed. When he stopped, she sat up. It took her a moment to get her composure back. With a little irritation and lots of confusion in her voice, she asked, “What did you do that for?”He answered, “Oh, I was just trying to get the Jenny that I know in. I was very tight, and she was trying to get me to loosen up. She grabbed my hips, and started moving them this way and that. She controlled my hips, and told me this was the movement that made great dancers and lovers. She took my hand, and started twirling me, showing me what the moves of the hustle were. The music was blaring, the beat was throbbing, and that wasn’t the only thing that began to throb. I was touching this hot woman, and I couldn’t control it. Damn, I had to think about.