Walking into the house I checked yet again to make sure my tits were out as much as possible. As I walked in, the door was unlocked. I called for my c...usin. "Matt, you here?" I got no reply, I called again. "Matt?" Still nothing. I peered up the stairs and noticed the light on in my bedroom. I took my heels off and quietly crept up the stairs. As I got closer to the door I could hear Matt. "Oh Katy, those tits are so fucking huge, I want to cover them in my huge load." My heart started pounding. So far, so good, he thought. He reached down with his other hand and just lightly rubbed his fingers across the back of her cock, brushing it a bit back towards her rear. It was a light touch, but it had just the desired effect. She twitched and groaned as her cock responded to the pressure. He could feel a pulsing, a rhythmic tightening and releasing in her butt muscles.He withdrew his fingers, but quickly her asshole was re-invaded by something else, something harder, bigger, and OH, OH,. Then they began making out a bit, and Lacy put her left hand into my mom's panties. My mouth began watering very quickly."Anything else you wanna ask, hun?" Bree asked."Dad is never gonna get Lacy pregnant, is he?" I wondered."No, I make sure I'm on the pill when we do it," Lacy let me know."Did your parents ever find out?" I pondered.Again, they both laughed."No, but your grand parents were very suspicious that we were fucking guys. Little did they now, that their daughters loved to eat each. The banter flew thick and fast but, unlike football matches elsewhere, there was not one drop of blood spilt and everything was in good humour.One road ran through the square which all traffic, be it car or camel, would use and was the route the taxi would be driving to arrive at his house. Dan always used the same taxi driver and recognised the car in the distance. Swerving to miss the numerous potholes on the sand and dirt road, it entered the square spinning up plumes of sand. Getting out of.