Of course me being the guy I got blamed because the two use the water works on our parents, I'll tell you the rest of the story One day after I was fo...ced the youngest cousin didn't want to have sex anymore but I did. So she sat out. Me, blond and black continued to have sex mornings and nights. It was good. On the second day when I was sleeping with my dad in the spear bedroom I felt something tug at me. I woke up to see the youngest cousin in tears "what's the matter?" I asked thinking I hurt. I just got back home when the doorbell ring,as i open Christine literally jump on me,she wrap her arms around my neck and her legs around my hips,tell me to sit down on couch and say''I have never seen Tim so happy,i will never be able to thank you enough'' then gently push my chest to make me lie downand start to undo her shirt,all the way,take it off and slowly pull down her bra,exposing a pair of tits that i did not think they could exist,just incredible,so perky that i could hang a shirt. I felt his dick pressing against my butt and was happy knowing I'm the cause of it. Putting his arm around me we went to sleep. The next morning he whispered, I'd really like to fuck you. My heart nearly stopped. Will it hurt, I finally asked. Running his finger tips over my stomach he said, it might a little. Thinking how he's done so many things to me that felt so good, it might be worth it. What do you want me to do, I asked him. Jerry smacked my butt and told me to turn over. Laying on my. ’ ‘Forget the shoes. No one wears shoes in the house. We leave shoes on the porch. It makes it easier to keep the house clean.’ Less than an hour later my phone rang again. I answered, ‘Feed and Grain, how may I serve you?’ A soft voice almost whispered in my ear, ‘Ben? This is Margaret. I am inviting you to dinner.’ ‘Margaret, this is Ben. I accept. When?’ ‘Saturday night at seven. Is that Ok?’ ‘I almost always eat on Saturday evening around seven. That works great for me. You sure it’s Ok for.