. my boss always has a Christmas party and I never go cause I never have a date and I'm always sorta embarrassed, and I never know who to talk to and ...he one time I did go, I felt really alone, and I don't really want to go, but I sorta said I had a date, so..."The girl nodded her head slowly, her eyes blinked twice. "When is the party, master?" Saturday night." How do people dress for this party, Stan? Is it dressy, or costume?"Stan's misery seemed to increase and he slumped in his chair even. This is too weird Jess. Like, I’m super turned on here, but you’re my cousin.
Jess: It’s not like we’re going to fuck. 

Jess quickly sat up and slipped off her shorts and sit with her smooth legs crossed on the bed throwing her shorts at me

Jess: Does my pussy scare you? 
Me: No, of course not.
Jess: Ready? 

Jess spread her legs in front of me, holding her knees far apart. Her pussy hole opened up and exposedJess: Touch it, cuz. 
Me: Maybe don’t call me “cuz” right now.

I reached down and. The tiny panties which she wore, barely covered her magnificent ass, and, with each upward lift of her body, she imagined herself being fucked in the ass by some horny, old man kneeling behind her.She was just about to begin her deep knee-bends when a loud knock at the door interrupted her."Just a minute," she called. She hurried to the door half naked, and asked,"Who is it?" I'm collecting money for charity to aid the blind," the voice said.Ann opened the door just enough to peek outside.. Slowly, we both started feeling some sexual tension building up… and it was kind a nice. She kept her right hand on my chest… and I was holding her in my arms. She started moving her hands on my chest and I started moving my hands on her arms…That is where the limits were broken and words were not said but the story was understood… we wanted it. She moved her hands inside my shirt on my bare chest… and I start moving my face on her face… my breath on her neck, her cheeks and her ears… it was.