“Well the way she is so cock hungry I am sure she will do you any ways” I said.”So what if you are cousins” I said “at least your not brothe... and sister, come on it will be fun”. It did take some reassurance but Steve finally agreed “I will pick you up at 8”,I said “don’t waste your cum by jerking off “, laughing we said goodbye and I left. Debbie told me she was happy I was bringing just one boy with us Saturday. “I don’t think I could handle more just yet”she said “who is he “she asked? Well. Independence Day. Fourth of July, 2013. My boyfriend and I snuggled, sharing a blanket, watching the fireworks show. Then back to my place, pop a champagne cork, sip from each other's glass. So romantic. Then to bed. And absolutely no fireworks. For either of us. So that next Saturday, July sixth, I went to this really nice lingerie shop and start picking out hot outfits for me to wear, guaranteed to bring fireworks from my man, and a spectacular grand finale, too (I hoped). So I’m checking. I even saw her stealing a pair of my sister Mabel’s undies to check them for their stink in comparison. I came close to busting out laughing because my sister Mabel was about as religious person I knew and she would only go down on her knees to prayer for someone’s salvation and couldn’t even bear to think that our Ma and Pa had actually done the “evil deed” to make us kids even though they were married all legal and proper. Sure, I would look at Mabel’s pretty heart-shaped behind whenever she. I used to slowly move my hands over her melons when she was asleep. Maybe she wanted me to do that and ignored what I did, but my dick got hard every single time which should have definitely felt as I used to push my dick hard to her every time. I used to smell her arms and armpits(my fetish), kiss her neck and lick it unknowingly, feel for her ass and touch her butt creek which was deep and lovely. I also used to massage her feet and back once in a while which got her horny visibly I should.