"Make you do?" I said, "we're just going to have a nice picnic, a couple of beers, then I'll take you home." The look on her face told me she didn't b...lieve me."Please, I never been, you know, with anyone else other than Bill," she whispered."What never?" I asked, she just shook her head."Well it's about time you did," I said."Please, he's your cousin," she made her last desperate attempt to stop me."Let me tell you about Bill and me when we were younger," I said, "I can remember a girl called. . "Ooooooooooo, Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm, Ooooooohhhhh Steve, Mmmmmmmmmm, Oh my............" It was at this point I thought I have to keep this up and pushed two fingers back into her. As I pushed my fingers deep into her, I continued to lick her clit, all the while my fingers went in and out, in and out, then in deep and stop there. The noises coming from her mouth I have never heard from any woman before...... "Hhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmm, Mmmmmmmmmmm, Ooooooooo....." Her back arched as my fingers entered her. Mrs Maxwell, and the three girls all found it a great relief to have some ‘male muscle’ around to assist with some of the heavier chores. They also found it rather exhilarating to watch his muscles ripple as he worked and to admire his cute little butt cheeks tense and relax whenever he was working up a step-ladder.Adam also found that ALL the girls, including Mrs Maxwell, were forever finding excuses to have to squeeze passed him just to enjoy the feel of his long soft penis rolling against. But even with that knowledge, my heart is still racing at the prospect of belonging solely to this woman. Because I do feel that strongly for her.“Did you just ask me to be your girlfriend?” She asks in a quiet voice.“Maybe?”“Are you forgetting who the top is in this relationship?” She asks with a teasing smile.“Relationship?” I ask with a quirked eyebrow and my own smile.“Maybe if you were patient and let me ask,” she says, moving over so she can straddle my lap.She pins both of my arms down.