Wait… let me first explain. I have six cousins, all girls, three from my uncle (my mom's brother), and three from my mom's sister. During this story... I was staying at my aunt's house.In the early school year of 2009, I was a junior in high school, and my parents had gone out of town, leaving me to stay at my aunt's house with my three cousins: eldest, Alyssa, middle, Hannah, and the youngest was Carly, only five at the time. When Alyssa was twenty-four, she had just graduated from college but. .. !!" My, you are eloquent when you're fighting the urge to cum," my voice pitched to add to her troubles, the words making things worse. As my finger slowly, oh so slowly, traced the length of her slit, so her moan drew out her need, a single moan that robbed her of breath just as my finger stole her control as it gathered her juices. Rigid, slick, my finger traced across her perineum, her moan fading as her lungs emptied, higher went my finger, until it reached the crinkled anus. I thrust. Meri haalat patli ho rahi thi . Kyunki thand bhi bahut thi aur samne hasin chut dikh rahi ho to main kaise control karta . Par meri pahal karte hue phatt bhi rahi thi . Thodi der tak humne baten ki . Phir mera dhyan aunty ke tv drawer ke pass gaya wahan bahut si cd padi hui thi . Maine unhe utha ke dekha toh vo double x ki movies thi . Aur aunty ko ek dam sharam aa gayi par vo chup thi meine cd ko cdplayer mein dal ke on kia . Aur movies hindi mein dub ki hui thi. Hum dono saath mein movie. Then there was a flutter of movement and suddenly Chrissie was pointing a small black object at me. ‘Put the journal in the bag or we’ll see what a hundred thousand volts does to your frizzy brown hair.’ I looked at the little black object in Chrissie’s hand, then glared at her. ‘A stun gun. You back-biting little bitch. You were going to double-cross me.’ ‘Oh, don’t be so dramatic. Just put the journal in the bag and we’ll be on our way.’ ‘I don’t have it,’ I said. ‘Don’t be cute.’ ‘I don’t..