She was my cousin.i shudnt.i musnt.but lust won over.she was too good to resist.i put my hands on her legs which were over me.i slid her skirt slowly ...pwards.she was fast asleep.i touched her thighs.they were real soft n fleshy.she gave a small moan n turned over.i didnt know what to do.but i cudnt sleep.now i put my hands over her.she was with her back to me.i put my hands on her boobs as if by accident.she was still asleep.my hands moved up n down with her boobs as she breathed.i slowly. I let out a sigh as his finger went right up inside me.Instinctively, my arse clenched down on it so it fit tightly in me and Ihad a momentary panic about how I'd be able to fit the whole thickness ofhis member inside me when even a finger felt so tight. However, my headwas swimming with the thought and feel of being penetrated, even by justa finger, and it felt so good as he moved it around inside me, exploringme, opening me up, getting me ready, that I soon relaxed and began tolong for. He looked at his new mistresses in satisfaction the inquisitor rubbing his hands together like a hopeful salesman."They have passed the trials?" He growled in question, the inquisitor nodding in satisfaction.He looked again at the two women."They have such beauty yet so different from our race." He added. Then in his ancient English he spoke to them."Kneel before me my concubines."The women looked at each other and he bellowed the order again."Kneel!"Kitty dropped first then as the lord glared. Clara got out of the car and with solid determination returned to the pension.She had hardly closed the entrance door when the detective entered the reception lobby and rang the desk bell. Within seconds, the Russian woman appeared, upset with ruffled feathers, but became tame as a puppy when she came face-to-face with the police officer.The detective explained that the woman had to accompany her to the police station to respond to some questions about a routine formality she was not authorized.