"Dam it" I heard her moan as I strolled downstairs "Now I've got it too!" So, we wont be going then?" I asked"Well, I certainly won't!" my mother repl...ed "But you can still go, at least one of us should be there!" What about dad?" I asked"He's at work again" replied my mother "So, sorry k**, your on your own!"I sighed angrily, but also kind of wondered what it would be like with out my mother or father being at one of these birthday bashes, so reluctantly in the early afternoon I got dressed in. All during that time, I never forgot about my encounter with my cousin Robert. Many times after that night I replayed that scene between us. It fueled countless fantasies and I found myself with my hand between my legs more than once. I kept wondering what would have happened if I decided to let him deflower me that night. I knew he would have, but what kind of implications would it have had?And I never forgot the words he said to me right after he slipped out."So you gonna go running off to. None of the really weird stuff started until after I met her. My life had been boring and lonely until that night we had together. Now it was anything but boring and lonely.What bothered me was why she chose me from all of the guys on the campus and surrounding city to be her protector from the person or group that had abducted almost a hundred women and completely avoided the police? Convincing me that I was the kind of guy she desired was one thing, but how did she know I was the right person. Then she opens her mouth and takes his tongue inside her mouth, softly sucking on it. She ends the kiss regretfully, other regions now capturing her attention. Moving down, she runs her fingers up and down his long hard shaft with appreciation. The silky softness contrasting with the hardness. Bending down, she keeps her eyes on his face as she slips his shaft into her mouth. A moan escapes from his mouth. She moves her mouth slowly up and down on him, suckling softly. Her hands mimicking her.