Cousins loved fucking cousins. He loved “big women” and that didn’t refer to tall. Some “big” aunts had showed him a good time.She felt wors...ipped as he made a fuss over her saggy floppy pillow tits. He’d hum with pleasure stroking the rolls around her waist or taking handfuls of her soft buns. Best of all he could reach all the way to her cervix in any position they tried. He’d bounce off her buns when he was slamming her doggy. He’d moan with pleasure when she simply slid her plump cunt lips. It made me sick. It still makes me sick when I think about it! That was never part of the plan!”“So you thought a major crime syndicate would just surrender to the police?” I asked incredulously.“We thought they’d have to!” Liz said. “I ... I didn’t think they could even get guns in across the border. If they did, I thought it would be pistols and shotguns. We thought the police would have more men, more weapons. We ... we told them it was a major meeting between two drug syndicates. We had no. I pulled out of Maxine and got up, I had an idea that might push mom over the edge. I went to her 'toy drawer' and pulled the large strapon up and tightened the straps. Mommy approved by the loud moan and nod. Back on the bed, I got between Maxine's legs, and got in position, Mommy watched intently. Her pussy was wide open, and a puddle of her fluid was obvious below her ass. I drove the 8 inches home in one motion, Maxine gasped, groaned and then moaned, put her arms around me and pulled me in. This week was magical. I had awakened to these feelings for Daddy. The way he’d acted had opened my eyes to how handsome he was. That he was a man as well as my father. At fourteen, I was becoming a woman as well as his daughter. A woman that had needs, too. A desire for passion. He held the promise ring before him, a band of simple gold with a small, pink diamond on it.I held out my hand before him, my slender fingers trembling. “I ... I love you, too, Daddy.”His hand took mine, holding it.