“You don’t mind, do you?” I was stunned. She was young and gorgeous and she was tanked. “Why would I mind?” That was the best I could do. ... “Good.” She said. With that she started dancing. It wasn’t an erotic dance at first, it just seemed like a drunken teen having fun and we both laughed. But then her hands started sliding all over her body. Neck, breasts, hips, legs and in a slow teasing way she pulled her pants off, pealing them from her legs and ass like the skin from a banana. The. It felt as though she were going to wet herself and vomit simultaneously."Third floor. Elevators are down the hall to your left." she choked out.Having an armed force trailing along behind you has an interesting effect on people. Once they recognize the potential threat they desperately try to be somewhere else, even if the best they can manage is to flatten themselves against the nearest wall and pretend to become one with the paint.I didn't really need men dressed in black and carrying. ! Oh, Lord, J.J.! Uh! Uh! Uh! Huh! Huh! Huh!’ she cried. Her hips resumed their rocking, plunging movements, her grunts and groans rose to a crescendo, and the walls of her vagina clutched my finger, which I shoved as far into her as it would go and held there. I loved being able to see, hear, and feel the effects of her orgasm without being so tied up in one of my own I missed it all. Eventually, Mother’s frantic motions and cries calmed and she relaxed onto my bed and laid there, murmuring,. I was thinking about my plan.‘JJ you know I am your cousin, it just wouldn’t be right. I won’t say no, but I will have to think about it. Alright?” she said.Alright, did I just hear her say she is going to think about it? This is even faster than I thought. My plan is going to work.She went into my clothes draw and handed me a clean pair of underwear.“By the way, who did you dream about?”“Who else?” I asked. “You.”She grew a big smile, left the room and told me to get dressed, and call her when.