Jennifer’s were a beautiful light brown, the rare kind of eyes you only see once a year or something. The kind that makes you stop in your tracks an... say, “Woah.” My own blond hair was done up hastily in a kind of ponytail, but Jennifer had these natural braids going on that drove me wild with envy. They looked so good on her that I began to feel as though I should have spent more time on my hair, in case this was a thing Mr. Laurent liked in his employees or something. I frowned and looked. My cousin, being slightly under the influence of alcohol, gently removes the legs of her sister leaving her vulva appear, it was covered with a thin fleece of hair, the sight made me bend a lot. I pulled out my cock, the pleasure of Fanny, who began to masturbate me vigorously. The desire to touch this forbidden cave was urgent but it would abuse the situation, I could not resist and I approach my fingers at the same time my cousin had started oral sex, my fingers are now on her vulva, slightly. I guess sooner or later I was going to have to meet this guy. Sunday morning was the only day that I slept late and tried to catchup with Lynda. I asked where my mom was. “I really don’t know Chris…. I don’t think she came home last night.”, she replied with a devilish smile. “Oh….”, I stuttered. As the day went on, I became anxious that my mom had not returned or even called. I finally called her cell phone, but it went to voice mail. I sent her a text just asking her to reply that everything. I stared down at my body and realized that my tit fit bikini wasn't something he'd want to see me in. Regardless, he walked over to the pool and jumped in, tipping me over. "Dad!" I screamed as I emerged out of the water. He chuckled and splashed me in my face before quickly climbing up onto my float. I swam over to him and held onto the edge of the float. I smirked at him and he returned the favour. I gazed at my dad. His toned, wet body glistened in the sun. He was in great shape, and quite.