I could barely wait to touch her pussy so I immediately slipped my hand inside her panties and for the first time ever, I touched my cousin sister’s...pussy. She still had her pubic hairs in her genital, pubic area. I started rubbing her pubic haired pussy and she was moaning, and sighing in return. I still remember how I used to imagine touching her pussy in my fantasies and nothing more satisfying than achieving my fantasy with my cousin sister Shruti.I continued to rub Shruti’s pubic haired. They started shouting at each other and the other wives turned away and smiled; at last, Doug was acting like the old Doug that they knew and loved. Cactus Flower did not let up on Doug as she berated him for the foolish way he had been acting. Doug struggled to defend himself as she kept finding fault, having to stoop to trivialities to keep her tirade going.Finally, Doug caught on to what she was doing, and he started to laugh. That was what she was looking for; she had fully broken through. ” They sprung to their feet and tumbled back in the bed, “Why don’t you fuck her, while my son give’s me head?” Susan beamed, and she squealed with delight, As she spread her legs and cried “hurry down my chimney tonight!” And taking my cue, I crawled up to Mom’s bits, I extended my tongue, and run it from the ass crack all the way up her slit, Santa rushed forward, and took his hard swollen tip, And rubbed it against Sis’s soft, smooth shaven lips; As he pushed it inside, Susan’s butt. She gently worked my cock free and it sprang to full attention, standing there framed by my open zipper. Her hand grasped it firmly and she started stroking it slowly,She stopped for a moment, raised herself and slipped her flimsy top off over her head. Her small bra followed and I bet that came from a discount rack at Wally World. Very simple, no frills, plain Jane white. Kristi hadn't been exactly living in the lap of luxury. I don't live there myself, but I don't mind. As long as I have.