She scooted a little closer. We stayed like that for the rest of the bus ride. This was the normal routine for a bit, she and I in the back, my arm ar...und her, her head against my chest. A few days pass and as we’re about to get off the bus she kisses me on the cheek. Not a long kiss or a passionate kiss, but a peck, it had thousands of times more meaning than any other kiss in my life. The meaning of which I had no Idea, I went through the entire day thinking about it, was it a ‘thank you’?. Ab uski chut ka muh khul chuka tha. Maine apna lund uski chut pe rkkha aur halka sa dabaaya. Bina kisi problem ke wo sarkta hua uski chut men chla gya,is baar wo jra sa v dard mi show ki. Maine apna sir upar uthakr chhat dekhne lga aur jordaar dhakko se uski chut ko dehlaane lga. Mere andar jitna jor tha utna lga k main uski chut men maar rha tha. Usne apne haatho se bedsheet pakad li thi. Har dhakke k saath wo sihar jaati. Usne apne muh men nighty thus rkha tha. 3,4 min tk aise hi dhakke. My heart was pounding in my chest. "What the heck", I thought. "This is my cousin for god sakes". My cock was stiff. I was trying to be subtle about readjusting myself but I think Linda noticed. Finally, I offered her my sweatshirt. "What are you going to use?" she asked. With that, I plopped down on the sand and pulled my sweatshirt off. "Well share it", I replied. She sat down next to me and I laid it, as best I could, over both of us. As we sat, all I could think about was the contact. It had begun to snow and as we started to calm we noticed the light snow flakes lightly cascading down on us. Thalia reached back picking up the cover, and slowly lowered herself onto me, pulling the cover along with her. She kissed me softly and curled up placing her head on my chest. We laid there in silence watching the snow fall and cover the ground with a pure, virgin white snow. I feel a tear hit my chest as my beautiful forest princess begins to cry. ‘Why are you crying?’ I asked .