Something I'd never seen before. It's not like I was actively trying to catch glances or anything... my eyes just always seemed to be turned that way ...hen he got out of the shower.One night we were in bed (same bed. It was actually a futon that my Aunt and Uncle had setup in the den). I lived in Southern California and my cousin lived about an hour and a bit South of San Diego, right near the Mexican border on a plot of land. It was ungodly hot that night. There was no breeze and it had to be. I pulled her close and we started to kiss. Our lips played and our tongues danced together. Our hands started exploring each others' body. I undid her jeans and pulled them just below her ass cheeks. I played with her thong with my fingers and traced it along her ass, down into her ass crack, then back around her hips and down into crotch, grazing her lips with my fingertips. She moaned into my mouth. She unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans and reached into the front of my boxer briefs and. He looked down and told me sorry but it's been a long time since he has had any relief for his problem. He said that when he saw me sitting alone his cock started getting hard thinking that I might help him out,maybe. I listened as I started working on his trouser snake he relaxed enjoying my effort, I thought even if I don't get a ride out of this I would enjoy milking this throbbing example of black man hood. Well it didn't take that long till he was unloading and unloading and unloading for. ’ Like a cat, she leaps at me and lashes at me with her claws. Servants knock her to the ground and a rapier is drawn to take her head. ‘Hold! She is mine. Leave us.’ My cheek stings from the blood she has drawn with her nails. ‘For a slave you fight well.’ ‘I am not a slave. I am a sultan’s daughter.’ ‘Oh, I see, and where is your father, why does he not send soldiers to return you?’ ‘I was a peace offering. The man you killed was an ally and a pig.’ ‘Did you fight him as you fight me?’ ‘No,.