I felt like she was hitting on me, but then I thought no way, she wouldn't because I'm her cousin. But just in case I thought I would try to see if sh... was hitting on me by saying something sexual back to see what her reaction was. So I said with a little stutter, "Yeah, it's pretty big, ha. But she had a great pussy."I remember thinking about how risky saying that was, she could have gotten really mad."Hmm? Big guy, yeah that's what they all say."I didn't know what to think. I was kind of mad. Nylons that massage my legs. Thongs that cup my balls with strings rubbing in my ass crack. Tops of all sorts that hug tightly to my torso. Skirts that grab my ass and show off my legs. You know the typical outfits that look slutty and makes you want to throw someone down and fuck them stupid, because sometimes you just want to be thrown down and fucked stupid and be used like a whore. Tonight I wanted to be someone's whore and be fucked stupid, but at the very least I wanted to look and. "Do you want to do it again?" he asked."I suppose we could," I answered, surprised at how keen he sounded and trying to make it seem like I hadn't really thought it through. "Only... you know... if we do, we shouldn't pull all those stupid faces. We should just pretend like I'm porking you, all serious and full-on." I could do you this time," he offered. "I could wedge my dick between your butt-cheeks." I didn't mean swapping places," I said in a hurry. "I just meant like we did last time, only. "What are you going to do to me?" she whined."Not much," he replied, "but I don't want to have to worry about what you might be up to, while I'm busy. Now, do you want to walk, or be carried like a sack of potatoes?" I'll walk," she grumbled, and following his directions, she went into the bedroom. Once there, he had her sit on the bed, and he fastened the second pair of cuffs to her ankles, running the linkage through the iron rings attached to the footboard of the bedframe. With her legs.