I started imagining with every possible females in my life. That’s when I got attracted to my mami and her daughter. I masturbate several times thin...ing about her. And the way she exposes infront of me it’s as if she is inviting me to come eat her. Now coming back to the story about me and my cousin. Let’s get started.After my exams I was bored in home so mom and me planned to visit them for some days. As planned we went by night train and reached their house by morning. I use to be a very. . tap, tap, tap. Cyclic rate of 600rpm. That’s a lot of ammo to carry but the IRA was using burst fire . . . tap tap tap. A guy comes down the Ormeau Road with his AK in a garbage bag–he’s a kid. He wears jeans and a white tee shirt and white trainers. He gets languidly into the back of a red Ford and fucks off. I go down to see the bodies. My side of the Ormeau Road, up here at South Parade is middle and upper middle but just across the street stretch streets of lower middle and lower. Now. I'm the stupid one."I saw a tear splash onto Russell's leg, staining his jeans. I noticed that they were the Hollister jeans we bought together. God, I missed him."I am different, Justine," he said. I raised an eyebrow and glanced toward Molly."Yeah, right!" I said."I can't explain it. I've been thinking about it a lot," he said, speaking so softly I could barely hear him. "But part of it was that she surprised me. And I was pretty drunk, from dinner. And the other thing is..." He paused, and. Fragging and gaming now forgotten at the sight of her black thong panties as she let her pants drop. Her t-shirt came off quickly next, then her bra.She stood there in her panties, her large 42DDD white and freckled breasts now hanging free in the shifting light from the TV. She shrugged out of the panties, and threw them at the guy on the far left of the couch.“Damn, she’s big!” said a guy on the right side of the couch.“Don’t knock it until you’ve fucked it.” she said as she slowly walked.