Moans and wet slapping sounds, occasionally punctuated by an orgasmic cry filled both rooms for most of the morning. No swapping, just an easy communa... wake-up screw.Eventually, his balls ached for release. He sat his cousin up and worked her body up and down on his throbbing cock. Her bountiful rack bounced all over the place. She clenched his shaft, milking him."I love the way you fuck me. Do me, cousin! Do me! Ah!" She cried out in orgasm.Her juices washed down, coated his entire groin. This. Basically, I don’t want to spoil anything, but a lot of stuff in this story will change drastically at the end of this story. If you don’t like the spin that this story takes, I am very sorry, but things just get wilder and crazier from here. Even if you don’t like it and you liked the first three, I still recommend that you keep reading on because you may still like the series. And if you liked this one better than my last three, you will probably like the rest of my series even more because. Plus the beer selection was wide and cheap, andwould help us spend the rest of the night in a cheerful buzz.As for the cupcake, it was just some crappy prepackaged deal, small andeasy to sneak around. The tiny green candle, now in place and lit, didn'tproduce much of a flame. No surprise that it was cheap; I?wasn't evensure where it came from. I hadn't planned on making a big deal out ofthis, but I somehow had a candle in my pocket and was now struck by theurge to use it."You're something else,. ’ Taking his arm I pulled him in closer to myself. ‘Dreagon, you asked me earlier if I thought our hands would fit together. Well let’s find out.’ I held my right hand up about level with my face. He slowly raised his own hand and laid the pads of his fingers atop mine. Gently as if I were porcelain the palm of his hand pressed into my soft palm. ‘A perfect fit!’ He whispered with closed eyes. Dreagon’s face showed that he wanted to hold me but was afraid to put his newest position in jeopardy..