I had always been deeply confused by the fact that someone as emotionally cruel as my father could be so erudite. St. Thomas Aquinas, Durant, and Khay...am stood side-by-side on the shelves. They weren’t the leather-bound volumes people of my father’s class bought by the yard to impress houseguests: these books were well-worn, spines cracked, the leaves dog-eared with use. Riffling through them fanned the scent of his Cambridge tobacco from every page. I had so many memories of my father’s. Kelly continued to ask for more. I motioned for Cody to move next to the bed. He positioned himself as I had, grabbed his cock and placed it against her lips. I held my breath. Kelly began licking the juice from his dick as she had mine. It seemed she was so involved with her tongue that she didn't notice any differences in our cocks. I watched as Cody moved his dick around allowing Kelly to remove every bit of strawberry juice. As Kelly licked the pre-cum from the tip of his dick I noticed. He looked through, pulling out things and saying he remembers when, blahblahblah. He smiled a wicked smile and gently pulled out my black lingere set.It had a lace garter, see through lace bra and thong, and matching lace stockings.I blushed like crazy, but grew dripping wet, I felt it almost running down my theighs."Well Alice, I think I'd like to see you in this."He put my bag beside the couch on the floor, so I had a view of his huge bulge. He dropped the lingere set on my lap."Go." he said. Anybody seeing us would probably think we were in love the way we carried ourselves. I was crazy about her, but so unsure of how to deal with these forbidden feelings. I wanted to hug her and kiss her and keep her close, but that's not how cousins are supposed to act. I still try to take the high road, despite my heart and my cock telling me otherwise. On the way back to her apartment she climbed the five flights of stairs in front of me. I couldn't help but stare at her gorgeous ass as she.