When I had finished with the story she looked at me and asked, “Are there any more female cousins out there you haven’t fucked yet”?“None I kn...w of. Isn’t five enough?”“Well yes, one is enough for me. However, I think we need to all sit down together and have a serious discussion about our ballooning family. And by the way, I want some of that oral pleasure you were telling about.”“My wish is your command” and I dove into her cum filled pussy licking, sucking, biting, and shoving my tongue in. Why do you think they call it attractive, as in attracts his gaze. He's supposed to look at beautiful women.Anyway, my wife realized early on that it was healthier if I looked and fessed up. She sometimes would even point out a woman and ask if I thought she was pretty. She wanted to understand what it was that attracted me, to know me better, not to pretend I was something I wasn't.I told Megan about this Goddess. She could tell that I had really appreciated this girl. "Do you know her name?". Close by was the first of several tables spaced out around the garden with eatables and munchies. The deeper into the garden the guests wandered the more substantial the repast. In two different locations, spread far enough apart that one didn't interfere with the other or overlap were small three piece combos playing light music. Music to be used as background to conversation or to dance by on the two small dance areas constructed near them, chose as you would. Many of the guests were dancing. As he lolled on the beach, hands clasped behind his fine head, his innocent brown eyes fixed on the distant, heat-shimmering horizon, his mind was busily at work on the problem of the three girls who lived in Number Four at the Pacific Paradise Hotel.Being a man who recognized talent when he saw it, he considered the girls only a problem to the extent that they had a certain genius that was going woefully and shamefully to waste, a genius he felt would be better and more profitably put to work.