Jhanvi was a homely girl, fair skin tone, the height of 5′ 6″ tall. She was a little bit chubby the last time I saw her. I was close with her and ...as 25 years old. To be frank, she was the cutest among our cousin. Now she got married and is a mother of a 2 years old child. So, I called her and told her that I am going to stay with her for a month. She was excited about the plan.It was Sunday. I reached her house about lunch time. I rang the calling bell. As she opened the door, I was left. Once i am squeezing him he finds his way back to me and grabs my balls. he we are wrestling each other on the floor playing grab balls. not knowing what is going to happen next i break free and stop we are catching our breath. i feel that my cock is rock hard and i can see the outline of his big penis poking through his shorts. i ask him again why he did it he responds with he wanted to see how i was going to react. as he is staring at my erection. we then proceed to start talking about. " She giggled. "Okay. I can't wait to see you either. Bye," she cooed, blushing as she ended the call. She smiled at her mother and godmother. "He's on 95, two exits north of here. He's bringing his brother. He's older than me too, but a little closer to my age," she teased. A few minutes after they were seated, Anastacia interrupted her mother's spiel. "Here they are now!" Anastacia bounced up from the booth waving excitedly at the two young men. Cecile cast a wary glance at Angela. "This. “Oh?” I asked. “Tell me.”“She wouldn’t mind if you fucked me seven ways to Sunday.”“How do you know that?” I asked.“Because she told me so at your wedding. I said I thought you were a stud and would fuck you if I had the chance, if she wasn’t marrying you, and she said to go for it if I wanted.”“So do you want to or are you just playing tipsy drunk.” I said. I know knew the apple didn’t fall far from the tree and perhaps the training her mother gave her extended to how we ended up getting.