Seeing this, my dick gave a spasm. "Do you need," she began, astoundingly dropping to her knees beside my bed, "some help with that?"I merely stared a... her, uncomprehending. She leaned forward and wrapped her hand around mine, the one that was clutching my dick tightly. "Well?" She asked again."Uhhh, I mean, you're my cousin, Jessica, I don't think that- ah!" While I was speaking in a strangled tone, she had bent her head down to lick the red throbbing cap on my shaft. I let my hand fall from. He wasn’t in his office or out back so I went to his room. That’s when I heard the shower running. The bathroom door was cracked and I peeked in. I was mesmerized by what I saw. I saw my dad through the glass shower door, facing sideways so he didn’t notice me standing there staring at him. And he was stroking his hard 8” cock! Compared to Steve’s, it was positively gigantic! Suddenly he tensed up, groaned, and white stuff started spurting onto the shower wall. I shook my self from my reverie. So, I went to work on a plan. I figured if I was going to do something, I might as well make it stupendous.I had an old friend who used to be a bit on the wild side, a retired stripper, if there is such a thing. I decided to consult her for a story that might seem plausible. Roxy was a head turner. She was also married five times and a heartbreaker. I had always admired Roxy from afar, but didn’t want to ever broach anything as personal as her love life.I invited Roxy to lunch one day and told. I quickly glanced around again, but we were alone out here for the time being.“I guess that means you should come down here with me so nobody can see how hard you are,” she grinned. I sighed. Carefully, I stepped down into the sand pit. Sasha pulled her bikini bottoms back into place and sat down on the ledge across from me.“Oh, I didn’t know you still had your tits out,” I said. “Of course,” Sasha grinned. “You should feel how hard my nipples are.”I reached over and pinched both of Sasha’s.