He gave a good effort, but I didn’t even cum. He wanted to cuddle afterwards. I would have preferred better sex. Frankly, I could have done better w...th a book and a hot tub. In the morning I woke up and biked to the ferry, and took a long boat ride to the island. It was a warm and sunny day. I got off the boat and one of the ship’s crew gave me directions to the nude beach. I noticed his eyes were glued on my bikini top as he stammered out the directions. It was quite a long bike ride to get to. I could just picture my Nancy with her legs wrapped around this Simone bitch’s head telling her just how she liked it deep and hard like a man’s cock inside her feminine folds.Before I left the next morning, I made certain I had Nancy grab her ankles and take it all the way up singing a tune of surrender as I gave it to her standing up outside the pantry door.It was beginning to look like I had lost control over my cousin Nancy and I turned my full attention to finding suitable employment and. Let me have some fun.” I tried to relax my muscles and let her continue. And continue she did. With only a slight increase in speed, she pumped me. Occasionally she would use her thumb to rub the underside of my cockhead. I was beginning to actually feel light headed as she relentlessly continued handling my cock.She finally did shift position, but only to sit up between my legs and resume stroking my swollen penis. I felt like I was going to shoot at any moment, but I also felt like I may. We weren't rich plantation owners; instead we were proud independent farmers scratching out a fair living from the red Georgia clay. We grew corn and raised hogs mostly but pa also made some locally famous corn squeezin' liquor. Ma frowned on the liquor but didn't forbid it as long as pa only sold it. She didn't tolerate drinking in our home. Mama didn't allow unmannered conduct of any kind for that matter. She managed through love and a will of iron to keep civility in our house.My ma was a.