I came behind her (we're all clothed) and just started running my hands through her hair and massaging her shoulders while he rubbed her knees. Her ey...s were closed and her head was rocking back and forth. I could tell they were both a bit uneasy as was I, but there's a first time for everything. She made me feel a lot better when she reached around to grab my legs while I massaged her shoulders. I started blowing and kissing on her ears/neck, which she gasped. He was smiling at her and began. She stepped into her pretty high heeled shoes and after studying her reflection for a moment longer — she strolled down the stairs and back into the kitchen. ‘Hi there!’ Peter had just finished pouring a drink for them both — and turned towards the kitchen table. ‘I heard you moving around and thought you might be ready for a…’ he paused to study her curiously. ‘Are you off out as well then?’ he asked in surprise. She smiled her gratitude for the drink. ‘What… oh no — I just fancied making an. My desire was overwhelming me. I couldn’t stop masturbating as I stared at Emma.“Mmm.”My juices poured out of me coating my fingers and dripping down my legs. I was panting as I continued to pleasure myself. I needed more. Looking at her was not enough. I wanted her. Although I was feeling very guilty because she was my cousin, I had to have Emma.I pulled my wet fingers from my pussy as I turned towards her. With my own cum coating the tips of my fingers I gently touched her left nipple. My. I far prefer a cunt with some fair amount of penetration experience and a channel easy to navigate without running aground. My appreciation for matters related to taking the prize from the rear are well known in pirating circles and my seaborne tactics carry over to the use of a female's heart-shaped bottom on board a rolling ship or with both feet firmly planted on solid ground. I have found that the tightness of that real portal to be rewarding enough to venture expeditions into unknown.