I didn’t know how to respond. Finally, I just nodded my head yes. He pressed harder against me, to the point it started to hurt. “Was that all yo... did with him?” Again, I didn’t answer right away. Part of me scared about where this was going. Part of me extremely turned on. The damp fabric of my panties clung to me. “That wasn’t it.” He backed away and it made my heart sink. Then he turned me around and pressed my chest against the wall. He pushed his cock against my ass. My heart stared to. But he’s very sad and very angry and maybe it helps if he can be angry with me.” He changed the subject. “Listen, next week on your actual birthday, we’re going to go to Dave & Buster’s. You can take three friends, okay? Let me know who you want to take, and I’ll talk to their parents.”“Okay, that’ll be nice.”Martin tousled his daughter’s hair as Buster watered a tree. Nice. Such a placid, weak word. It certainly wouldn’t apply to a private carnival held on the grounds of a privately held,. I got up and walked toward the door of my room, said, "Is it going to happen?" as I left for the kitchen. I heard Dave say something.I stayed in the kitchen pacing for a few minutes, with my heart in my throat! I was so riled up I started popping popcorn for something to do. The idea was to give Dave and Julie some time together by themselves. I was thinking they might work something out.Sure enough, the next time I peeked in the room, there was Julie in her bright orange dress, sitting on. "Well, what do we have here?" she said when she saw how her cousin's fly bulged with such unexpected promise.She anxiously unzipped his pants. After her hopes had been raised, she wasn't disappointed. When Christy coaxed her cousin's rigid prick into the open, it proved to be every bit as huge as the rest of him was undersized.Any other boy would have been proud to show off so much cock, however, David now apologized. "Aw, I can't do anything with you, Christy. Sorry, but it just won't work..