What a fucking BASTARD I was! I reasoned, as I heard the sound of the shower water spraying, through the wall of the other bathroom.I know how fragile...and delicate a woman's psyche is. My poor sister was probably in that shower, right now, (and had been for hours) crying her eyes out and trying to scrub the degradation, of what I did to her, off of her body and cleanse her soul.God, I thought, pulling the sheet up to my neck and shrinking in the bed, how was I going to face her now? How was I. I’m very slender, with a pretty nice set of supple C-cup breasts, as well as a mean of lush, dirty blond hair. I was a cheerleader in high school, and I still look like one, even if I pass more for a college one these days. Ever since having a child, we haven't really had much of a chance to have any more of our 'adventures'; our sex life was okay to say the least. We just didn’t have that thrill we used to have in the early days, and I longed to bring it back somehow. One day I was in the. “Hey, what the hell are you doing getting me all wet like that?” I said as I jumped up and pulled the ear buds out.She was standing there with just a small towel wrapped around her in near hysterics laughing at me. I started after her and she ran out to the other room almost losing her towel as she ran giving me a great view of her bare ass. I caught her and gave that bare ass a slap causing her to let out a little yelp. Then I turned to go back to the bathroom to take my shower and as I was. ” (If that is so, then we can do it all over again), I said as I groped my cousin’s boobs from behind and started kissing her neck. I started squeezing her tits and she started moaning, “Mmmmm… Ahh”.I was about to make a move for Alka’a pussy when the doorbell rang. My cousin pushed me back. Cursing my luck, I went to check who was on the door, silently praying it wasn’t our family members.My prayers were heard as it was just a postman carrying a courier. I accepted the courier and went back to.