Steve held it there, rubbing the soft pink folds with his head before letting it slip in. Tabby groaned and rotated her hips a little to make his entr... easier.Inch by inch his cock slid into the soft pussy. Tabby watched as it disappeared, feeling her pussy expanding as it slipped in. Her groans became louder. She was ready to cum now. One last push he was in, and she was over the top. Tabby grabbed her cousin’s broad shoulders and hugged him close as her orgasm flowed, shuddering over his. “You say that now. What are you going to say once my whole hand is inside you?” “Whole hand?” My breath, already picking up speed, started to race. “Yep. Whole hand.” She spread her three fingers which were halfway inside me. “Fuck!” The movement shot waves of heat through my lower body. “Already doing that.” She moved her fingers faster, and each time she pulled them out, they made a squelching sound. “I’m…” I gasped, “...not sure… Oh fuck! Fuck!” Her hand slapped hard against my pubes when. "We both chuckled at that thought."I have some thoughts about signals you could give me, telling me that the game is on like finding you sitting on the throne aka my chair. Finding your shoes in the middle of the room would be telling me that you are upstairs requiring my services or just coming out and telling me that it's time to check on the width of my subbie streak."I had to smile at that last remark."Within those parameters I can accept to be told from time to time that the Master bedroom. Actually, we avoided each other. I think each of us didn't know how to react, given the circumstances. Once again, we had crossed a boundary -- the most overtly sexual boundary yet. In the past, it had all been implied. Not this time. My mother had seen me stroking away at myself, my objective: to achieve orgasm.Finally, on the third day of awkward silence, Mom knocked on the door and I covered up before letting her in.She raised an eyebrow at my shorts then walked into the room. I asked her to.