Of course, she would never fuck her cousin, that was disgusting, no matter how distant of a relative he was. But she couldnt help but enjoy the forbid...enness of her fantasies. But in reality, she was forced to settle for her fingers, now forcefully ramming two digits as far as she could reach into her snatch. ———— Meanwhile on the couch, the real-life scenario was in full swing. Jon had one knee on each side of Jessicas waist, while he lay on top of her, making out for quite a while it seemed.. It was my first visit to a Stripper’s club and my first of seeing nearly naked women ever. The girls there were very pretty, and had amazing assets. As soon as I entered the bar and saw the strippers, I got an erection. When I saw them playing, I couldn’t control myself.As we were sitting in a corner of the room, I started playing with myself. The guys seeing this told me to stop, as I could get thrown out if caught. They told me to use the rest room if I really needed to blow. When I went to. .. then you rub my clit, pushing me to the very edge. I wanna cry out when you pull your finger out without giving me a release. This time you use the steel ruler from your drawer to spank me. After a couple of blows, you pull me back up and turn me around and kiss me on my lips... hard... bruising them. Your hands push my jacket off my shoulders, bunching it at my elbows. Still kissing, you fumble with the buttons on my shirt and manage to get them open. The bra, to your delight, is front. That seems odd.I've never seen a mannequin with red hair and I don't remember ever seeingone with curley hair either. Most that I've ever seen are bald or blonde.So I wonder if it's attached or a wig, I pull on it. Ow, who pulled myhair?! I quickly turn and find nobody, however I find it a little strangethat upon turning and abrubtly stopping my hair didn't seem to. I haveshort hair, like a #4 cut on a wahl hair cutting tool. So I freak out alittle thinking maybe I just got in a spider.