” He groans. “But first, I want to watch you finish what you started yesterday.”I gulp. “You want to watch me come?”“Yes. I want to see yo...r body trembling and surrendering to pleasure without any restraint. Pretend that I’m not even here. Pretend that you are alone, fantasizing about us, just like you were yesterday. I won’t even touch myself. I’ll just watch.”“I’ll come so hard with you here, though, sir.”“Good.” He grins. “Now stand up, my sweet girl, so I can sit down on the couch and watch. She said there was not much work for me to do but we could have a coffee and a chat.As we sat in the kitchen, she told me how flattered she was that I had used her knickers to masturbate. I said that she was a very sexy woman and any lad would think the same. She asked me whether I had a regular girlfriend and I told her that I didn’t have much success with girls and was always very shy. She immediately replied by asking me if I had ever had sex; I told her that I was a complete novice apart. My cousin blindfolded me and tied my hands to the frame of the bed with a pair of her stockings, which I absolutely loved. As I lay there, with the darkness infront of me, my hands bound by her soft stockings, and only the smell of our shower in the room, it was now me, against a world of dangerously lustful and sexy thoughts, which made my mind race as to what was next. It was at that moment, that I felt the exotic feeling of warmth on my thighs, and on my rock hard dick. My cousin had somehow. It felt good, really good, muchbetter that it should have. Finally disengaging her hands, she wiped herfingers on the sheet, removing the resulting juices from them. Shefinally got a look at her surroundings.This wasn't the living room. As her eyes settled on piles of clothingand different posters plastered on the walls, Bobbie realized she'dwoken up in Faye's room. Wiping the sleep from her eyes, she blinkedwearily as she struggled to force the arrival of more coherent thought.Her hands.