Just a touch, a kiss, a stroke of my hair...leading to whatever filthy plans he has for me tonight.Instead, he states coldly that he has to get ready ...nd points me to the already messed up king-size bed.He walks back to the bedside desk with a large vanity mirror on it, fusses with his hair, and sprays some cologne on his neckline. Oh how much I want to be a naughty girl and bite it. The scent brings back memories of that Caribbean sunset on his yacht last summer.“Your envelope is in the. He helped her up and again bent her over, Sam once again grabbed the small tree as Brett got behind her. He pressed his cock up against her pussy lips and rubbed his dick along it, before forcefully shoving his cock into her. Sam let out a scream as Brett bottomed out in her pussy. "Oh god, you're so fucking tight." Brett said pulling his cock out, before shoving it back in. Sam continued to moan as she was getting filled by a perfect cock. Brett grabbed a hold of Sam's hips and began fucking. I slowly approached the sofa and sat down beside him. He looked at me and exhaled a long sigh. "I have something to tell you," he started to say and took a long breath. "Your mother and I are cousins," he said quietly. This statement struck me like a thunderbolt and I sat there staring at him in silence. I could not even form words to respond. "Not first cousins, but second cousins. The family disapproved of our relationship and when we told them we were getting married that was too much. But you are my man, my husband who will father our children. That is special. Brindy cannot father my children. That is sad because I really do love Brindy." I love Brindy too, little one," he said. "But you rescued me first..."I giggled. "Yes, I rescued you by hiding in your truck." Dave," I said, my tone presaging something serious. "I do love Brindy. Dave, I want us three together forever. This is not cheating Brindy. I have made time for you and Brindy alone..." I know. But since you said.