I found the tent I was looking for. (Yes, I basically decided to hijack my friends tent for a few hours.)I opened it up and let the girl go in first, ...atching the view of her ass disappear into the tent with the dim light of headlights. I got in after her and quickly shut the tent, and almost immediately our lips were locked yet again, our drunken bodies lying down as I pulled her full body on top.As our tongues danced, my hands made their way under her t-shirt and found their way to her bra. ” said Uncle Carson.Then Constance spoke up, “I’m guessing this young lady must be Max.”“It’s Maxine. Only my lover gets to call me Max.” Maxine’s face then turned to shock. “That is if I were to ever have one. Here voice was nearly inaudible but the end.“How’d you know who she was?” I asked.Constance had a slightly mischievous grin when she said, “Oh little cousin I’m just that good. Actually Elena talked about her sister a lot while we hung out. I kept thinking it was a shame she wasn’t a. Roger made her some toast and coffee and she sat with him at the kitchen table, nibbling the toast and sipping her coffee, smiling each time she looked up at him.She looked much better. The swelling around her eye had gone down but it was still bruised as were both cheeks. Her lip hadn't been badly split and only a faint line and slight swelling remained. Roger still shuddered when he remembered the state of the rest of her body."You said you asked for it," he said trying to keep his voice. ...That is one of the first things he was taught and a few clumsy time he found out why it was so. With this thought in mind he started undoing her legs. Leaving the ankles secured to the table so she wouldn't kick. He took a minute to run his hands over the smoothness of her legs. She used one of those razorless shaving lotions so she wouldn't risk accidentally cutting herself. From where he was he could see that she must also use the lotion on her crotch because it was smooth as a babys butt..