She kicked off her shoes and opened her belt and zip. Eagerly, I took over by slipping her jeans and panties down and off.This left me kneeling in fro...t of her with her naked hips, thighs and belly framing the picture of my other prize! Her trimmed, curly, pubic hair nearly hiding the lips of her womanhood. I buried my face into that soft hair, my nose and mouth taking in the feel and scent of her. As I nuzzled and kissed she gently pushed herself against my face. I stood up and we held each. Her father beat her severely when she was growing up; sometimes for no reason she could understand at all. Her mother never confronted her father about it, even when her father was in the worst of his rages she would still stand by and do nothing to stop him. Sometimes it felt as if her mother's noninterference hurt more than her father's beatings. She grew up in constant fear that she would be assaulted at anytime, and in emotional turmoil that maybe somehow she deserved it. Why else would she. Brennan’s twenty-two-year-old son Greg that looked a lot like a younger version of his father, had been invited to dinner too. Damn, if he wasn’t just as charming. I could see my mother smiling as she watched me drool over this guy. I did the girly thing and ask my mother to accompany me to the restroom.“Mom, why didn’t you tell me he had a son and Mr. Brennan was bringing him tonight?”My mother started primping in the mirror, “He is quite handsome isn’t he? I didn’t want you to think I was. Hed never tasted his own cum before, but stuck his tongue out and licked it off his lips. He made a mental note that he would have to try that again sometime. He could not believe he came that hard just thinking about a cousin hes never met, and that hes already angry with for taking away his summer&hellip,even though he really didnt have any summer plans anyway. He lay there thinking about what hed just gone through, running pictures through his mind of her, of her and him, of her with.