Each gathering she always buys a meat and cheese platter for us to munch on."I'll go get it." Uncle Kerry says."I'll go too, I should pick up somethin... for my stomach." I add."Still not feeling well?" Mother asks."Just an upset stomach. Trust me, I'll be fine. I probably just need some pepto or something."We get into the car and drive off to the store."Can't get enough of me can you?" He asks with a smile."Me? I felt that little squeeze back there." Store first." He says and I nod in agreement.. .surprise I said Mark was here already. He rammed his cock into my ass and fucked me hard , then took it out and made me beg him to put it back. He called me his fagot cousin and the biggest cum slut he knew, more then any girl. He pulled out and gave me a royal fascial.....then he crawled to the tent naked. I walked to the bathhouse naked and took a shower. Like I said no one was at the campgrounds. I got back to the site and laid down and dozed off, only to be woken by the tent zipper. I. He went back to Stanford for school. Since then… it’s all I think about. I started going on line, going to BDSM sites. I even bought some things. The latex outfit I wore and two pairs of leather cuffs. I… like to wear them when I play with myself…"Jason groaned, imagining her in her bedroom, laying on her bed, naked except for the leather cuffs around hear ankles and wrists, fucking herself with her dildo, biting her pillow to muffle her cries when she came. He lost control, suddenly, and began. As I turned back to the job in hand I thought smugly to myself, “That’ll keep the local brigade talking for a bit.” My other half came round the corner at the trot. “Damn!” she said. “I wanted to catch Mrs Digby. I was told she was the person to speak to over the plans for the school extension. She’s the Head of Governors you know.” At this point my comment didn’t seem quite so good, but what the hell, so I related the story. Now it has to be said that my lady has a sense of humour that is only.