He pressed his fingertips against her slit through the thin fabric, and nudged her clit in small circles. She was already getting wet. Her mannerisms...changed as her pussy began to moisten with desire. Her body knew its master, and it obeyed. He watched as her eyes would close for a few seconds at a time, and he observed the rise and fall of her bosoms beneath her low-cut dress. She was beautiful. The glow of pleasure was all about her as she submitted to his public desires. The choir ceased. I was determined she wouldn't see me cum, no matter what. Sure, I had learned about masturbation by then, and I did it sometimes, even though it was considered a grave sin to my knowledge. Sometimes I did play with myself and ejaculate and that was the best feeling in the world. Even so, I knew what we were doing was wrong, but I had neither the will nor the desire to stop it. I was completely powerless under my cousin's spell; I knew it and so did she.I peeked out to see that she was stroking. For some strange reason, I found myself compelled to sneak peeks at that interesting new face. I hoped that she or anyone else had not noticed my strange behavior. I would not have been able to explain myself because I truly did not understand this compulsion. I managed, with some effort, to control myself during the next couple days. On the third day, in the hall, I overheard Beth taunting our new student about the plain gingham top she was wearing. It was not so long ago that I was a new. She turned or her side to start reading it and I slipped in tightly behind her. I explored her body with my hands while my lips ran up and down her neck and then noticed the differences in the mirror her dark gorgeous skin so different to my pale skin. Her nipples so dark and so new to me. I turned her on her back and started kissing her breasts and nipples. Her breasts were small and her nipples was so incredible to suck on. Soon I was kissing her stomach and legs. She was enjoying herself and.