But for me the bright spot of those Christmas gatherings was meeting my cousin Rachel. I think she was my second cousin, with a common great grandfath...r. She was 19, like me, and a very pretty blonde. Since she’d turned 16 I’d watched her squeeze her ever developing curves into shorter and tighter skirts and ever shrinking swimsuits and bikinis. Having a girl like that in close proximity for a few days in a tight top and shot skirt, my cock was almost permanently erect. Though my aunt’s house. Amit lay on his back on the floor and had memount his cock. Another guy, Dilip, stood over Amitand I sucked his prick into my mouth. Within a fewminutes, a third guy walked over and stood watching. Ireached for his erect penis and jerked it off until heshot his cum all over my face. The sight of the cummust have been enough for Amit and Dilip, because theyboth came within seconds of each other.For 2 hours, to the hoots, catcalls, cheering andwhistles, I serviced their cocks. They were no. She hung the skirt over her chair. I had always assumed that Miss Ferguson wore tights. Not so! Black hold up stockings with darker lace tops complimented frilly black French knickers. She slid these down, daintily stepped out of them and folded them neatly onto her desk.I hadn’t realised how attractive she was. Her black clad legs were beautifully shaped and her high heels emphasised her taught calves. Her pubic hair was short, trimmed and clearly cared for with some care.“Stick your head into. I squealed. "Shut up, slut"Crack. Crack. I could just imagine the stripes starting to appear on my poor soft white bottom.Crack. I screamed. "OK, you whore. I told you to shut up."Master fiddled behind me, and then in front of me. "Open wide."Something was at my mouth. A lubed dildo maybe. "Go on, take as much as you can." I managed to get maybe three inched down my mouth."Well, that's just been up inside you for the last hour," Master chuckled. "If you removed your mouth off it, I will double.