Butyou're absolutely right. It's a matter of propriety. I'll have to be more consciousof . . . of where my eyes are focused." She backed off a little... her face softening. "They're only children, afterall," she went on. Her indignation vindicated, she had slipped into her teachermode. "We have to make sure they respect us as mentors. It's not appropriatethat we appear to be appraising them sexually, even if their hormones are atfull throttle. It would break an important trust." She had gone. ’ Even if I had tried to actually utter these words, I would have been stopped. As we reached my bed he pulled me to him again to continue our steamy kiss. My hands reached around him and I was holding him as tightly as he held me. We pulled apart one more time as he reached down and pulled my nighty over my head. Still no words spoken.This man had a direct connection to my vagina and all the excitement of which it was capable. I went from wet soapy hands to a glistening throbbing pussy in mere. ...................The initial shock of what Mom said moments ago sent me reeling. COUSIN, what cousin I sat there thinking to myself ?Mom continued in a soft voice while looking straight ahead as if mesmerized and said "Cousins I should say..... she has a brother", then I saw her out the corner of my eye look nervously over at me then looked back out the windshield.I was sitting straight up then slumped back in my seat, looked over at Mom who seemed transfixed, then I looked behind me to my. You understand, of course, that it willbe necessary for you to come live with me from the time of your agreementuntil the time of the banquet so that we may establish a proper bond andplan an exciting scenario in which you will be the star. Living with memay or may not involve sex, as you prefer, but the banquet itself shouldinclude a spectacular orgy in which your body is made available for carnalpleasure to any and all guests prior to your slaughter. If you really are earnest in your.