We were all quite pissed when they finally arrived, everyone rushed to welcome Natalie and her husband Steve. I stopped dead, I wasn't out no one knew...that I craved cock but looking at Steve...and the way he was looking at me...he KNEW!Maybe I was being paranoid...that had to be it! He's married! But I couldn't shake the feeling that he was eyeing me up all night.We hit a few bars, danced and got drunk, the herd started to thin around midnight, mostly the couples breaking off to head home,. Etc etc." But in my 16 year old fevered imagination it was, "Jean, is there any chance you could make me your slave for the day and let me worship your beautiful feet before dragging me up to bed and demanding that I satisfy your pent up sexual urges once and for all. In fact Jean, why don't you just say to me, I've always fancied you Peter, now get down on your knees and suck my sexy toes before you fuck me you naughty boy." I can feel a boner coming on thinking of this while she's standing in. I couldn't save them."Lian was still kneeling beside Sean. She shook her head and blinked her eyes to clear her mind. A lock of black hair fluttered to the ground. She stared at it for a moment before tentatively touching it. After a moment, she brushed her fingers across her head. Her hand came away with more hair. Lian looked at her hair in shock for a moment before looking at the crying boy. She wiped her hand across her scalp and all the hair in the path of her hand came away as easily as. They planned the whole thing out, I figured as I sat there tied to the chair as my cousin jacked me off. Now, don't get me wrong, I liked girls and I loved how my dick was feeling as my younger cousin's soft hand rubbed it up and down."Feel good, Rick? Am I getting you close?" she asked."Look how red his face is, oh, you know it's good, he looks like a beet," Tracy said.And, just about then I knew, I knew I was getting close. I'd done it myself a million times, it seemed and I knew when I was.