Slowly and steadily my hands moved up to her rump and my fingers and thumbs applied the best massage techniques I could envision. Her purrs let me kn...w I was doing it well. I squeezed each cheek and pulled them apart and pushed them back together then moved them up and down. I knew right then that she loved the hands of a man on her tight sexy ass. The question was could she ignore the fact that we were first cousins and doing something that was taboo.I think it was the weed that made me. I told her I did too.I called a cab, and we got in, and I told the cabbie to go to her place. For the first few minutes of the ride, we were both quiet. Then I saw her look at me from the corner of my eye.“You were expecting to make out in the movie, weren’t you?” she asked, smiling. I laughed. Of course I was, but I wasn’t going to say so. “I knew it. Is that all guys want out of a date is action?” She was still smiling, so I could tell she was joking.“No, I was completely fine with what we. It was a cold and bare place which must have been about the same size as the whole ground floor of the house above. Off to one side was a pile of junk which looked like it had been recently collected from where it had been previously scattered about all over the cellar and pushed into one large, untidy pile. (She's right.) Placed around the floor were some garden canes, leather belts, a wooden metre ruler, an old table-tennis bat and other stuff like that. "The rules are simple," Mistress said.. Jessie gave a shudder of delight at the feel of this wonderful, erectile invasion.For Bryce it felt just magical to have his swelling knob pressing at the door of Jessie’s body. He pressed that dick in just ever so slightly then pulled it out again. He did this a few times as he relished the exquisite feel of Jessie’s inner pussy lips wrapping themselves around his hard rod. After that he just let his penis sink softly in to its full depth then just let it bounce gently in and out as he felt.