"Now, remember I want only willing participants onmy show Lucy, so let me verify, do you want to continue?" Yes," he said, fairly gruffly."That doesn'... sound like the voice of a 'Lucy' to me," I accused. "Trythat again."Luke cleared his throat. "Yes," he said again, in a forced falsetto. Itwasn't compelling, but it was demure, and that was just as much of a win."Great! We'll do your nails first since they will have to dry. Place yourhands on the table here," I said as I brought out a small flat. I was in heat and the temptation to reach down there between my legs, for a good old fashioned frig, was occupying my my thoughts on an hourly basis.Yesterday was thanksgiving day and I was drunk with too much alcohol, wine in particular, was having its usual effect in making me so fucking randy. I needed cock and my cousin, in my mind, was becoming my prime target.As the day progressed I suddenly found myself being put to bed and the house slowly emptying until by 17:00, I was alone and sound. She bit her lip as pleasant tingles coursed through her body. Her panties were growing damp with every passing second and the knowledge that everyone passing by could see it happen, only made her feel dirtier. Pierce was feeling it too. He could tell from her breathing and the slight tremors that his fondling was starting to get to her and that reinforced his confidence. "You really like when I play with your tits, don't you?" He asked. She moaned unintentionally before answering. "I-it's not. She stopped tounging him and got back on her knees, this time with her elbows on the seat of the couch. She stuck her ass in the air and tried to make her puckered opening the most available one for Buster. Buster hopped on and started humping her furiously, but only succeeded in finding her dripping pussy. He rammed into her and she moaned."Oh Buster, Buster! Fuck me! Fuck me hard please Buster, ohhhhhhhh!!!"Bri and Buster both could have continued in this wonderful position for quite some.