.. cramp your style or anything." She laughs."Absolutely!" I say, picturing my sexy 22-year-old cousin. I've had a crush on Rachel for as long as I ca... remember. Who knows what could happen if we're living together. I quickly admonish myself for having these thoughts but it only dims them rather than clears them completely from my mind."Great! You're the best!" she gushes. "The job starts a week from Monday, is it okay if I move in sometime next week?" Sure! I'll clean my junk out of the other. But my addiction to our game was running hot and strong. “Maybe in a few minutes.”Hannah wasn’t upset at my polite rebuff. She just looked at me with kindness and a little pity. “You have got it bad, haven’t you, honey? I met a few guys like that in my swinging days, and I know it can be hard. I’ll be back in bed when you need me, Neil, honey.”And as she kissed me again and stood up, she touched my cheek. “It’s not my thing, but if you want to watch them, some of the building work wasn’t great. When I went inside, I was still so horny so I drew a bath with baby oil and got in. I started thinking about my evening and Scott but I found that I was getting more excited from the old man. Just thinking about him was getting me hard. I started stroking myself with my eyes shut then started fingering my asshole. I was pretending it was him inside me and I started to stroke faster and faster. I blew my load within minutes then just continued to lay there and soak. All I could think about was. She turned to face him, her cheeks flushed and her mouth parted in a pant. Blood rushed to his groin, the growth painful and irritating. She looked like she needed sex as much as he did. His gaze locked with her steel blue one and he could almost taste the arousal in the air. He looked deeper into her eyes and wasn’t shocked to find a flash of vulnerability before she slammed her guard up. It softened his ardor some, but not much. He was going to have some great sex before the night was out. .