Jesse’s cock was harder and hotter than ever, pulsing and thickening with an urgency he couldn’t ignore. Need coursed through his shaft and balls... burst through his hips. Infected each rush of his heart, every thought in his mind. He helped her off his desk. Let his gaze roam her naked flesh when she stood before him. Slender curves. Dark tattoos with splashes of pink and red cascading down her arms. The fall of her brown hair around her face and body. That long, slender neck and supple. Then pulled back a little hoping not to wake her. Her breathing, her smell, the feel of her pussy around my cock pushed me to the point of no return. Should I pull out? No, I pushed deeper as my cock started to pump my seed deep into her womb. When I had drained my balls I pulled my cock from her wonderful cunt, carefully. Some of my juice trickled down her ass crack. I went and got a warm wash cloth and cleaned her cunt, trying to hide what I had just done. She was still sleeping. Let me go. She ran her hand down my bare chest as I put a hand on her hip. My cock was throbbing and I could tell that I would need to cum before dinner or might not survive the meal. In a soft, quiet and sultry voice she practically whispered in my ear, "So, I think that we should enjoy this reunion, don't you?" I just nodded and leaned in to kiss my long lost cousin. She pulled back, "Not right now, but tonight, we'll play it by ear." I smiled, but felt my cock ready to explode. I reached around. Not only was Janis outrageously making an exhibition of herself like that in the main street but the guy looked almost their age and to their horror the guy’s hand was cupped over one of their mother’s ass cheeks and her jeans were tighter than even Gina’s. Softie of the family Megan, eyes shedding and a string of her blonde hair being gnashed in her collapsed-looking mouth, knocked over her wine glass and wailed the F-word, horrifying her sister and brother who knew that Megan NEVER swore. It.