They all lived in a large house out in the English countryside. One warm afternoon, I was reading on their veranda and I saw my cousin kicking a footb...ll up their long garden. I took no notice really, I was enjoying reading a Stephen King book and being out the sunshine. I was subconsciously aware of the kicking sound that my cousin was making. My cousin continued his way up the lawn and around a right-hand dog-leg, and out of sight. Even out of sight, I could hear him kicking the football. All you get is that Daddy doesn't see it. I intend to hold it over your head for a long, long time to come." Why? Why are you doing this to me?" Two reasons. One is that you have been a bitch to me ever since I turned thirteen and I'm getting back at you and the second reason is the money." The money? What money?" The day after you and your fuck toy tried your best to wake up the neighborhood I was shooting the shit with Tim, Ronnie, Bob, George and Mike and the subject of fantasies came up. I. I sipped a drink and tried to move in but they were very adept at blocking my moves. Finally I held out my hand and asked if she wanted to dance. She agreedAs the upbeat music moved to a slow song I drew her in. As we swayed I grabbed her backside and the dress moved up. I suspect her cheeks were on display. She clenched me. I looked around and half of the club was admiring her sweet ass. She didn’t make any move to coverWe teased the patrons for about an hour and left for a hotel room. Cindi. Then I'd lift up till just the head of his cock was all that was still in me. Then slide back down till all the way in again. I'd start to speed up to a nice rate of his pumping my ass. Then it was time to change to doggy style. We'd fuck like this till he got close to shooting then I'd lay on my back and he could fuck me that way. By this time I was so hard and close to shooting myself. Then I'd tell him to jack my cock just before he shoots his cum in my ass. Lots of time I'd start shooting.