She didn’t have big buttocks, in fact they were quite small, but she was still perfect. David shook his head.“No. I can’t be thinking about my c...usin in that way...” He whispered to himself. After all, she was SIXTEEN and he was thirty six. Not to mention the fact that she was directly related to him. He sighed and shook his head as he caught up with the others in the large guest bedroom. It had two beds, one large one for Aunt Ananya and Uncle Bilal, and a smaller seperate one for Aesha. They. “No…way! But I gotta think of something that will get the girls attention…and that’ll get me laid.” He looks around his room, seeing mostly electronics, his bed, an old poster of Ember on the wall, and his nightstand. On the nightstand sits a picture of him, Sam & Danny at a Fenton Family get together. Another idea pops into his head. He turns back to his computer and deletes the title ‘Foley’s Blog’, and replaces it with title ‘The Ghost-Boy Chronicles.’“Why didn’t I think of this before? I’ll. "It's ok, I'm a friend of his." He smiled and looked my entire body over. I felt violated and tried to cover myself up with my hands and arms. He touched me and a cold shiver ran up my spine. I pulled back and he laughed. "You're his property aren't you?" I couldn't look him in the eye but did shake my head yes. He gave an evil laugh, then moved my hand off my shriveled cock. He touched me and I felt sick. He told me not to move as he groped my cock. I was repulsed but still my cock got hard.. The boy takes his time, tongue sliding up and down her nether lips. He has all the chocolate off of her in no time. Though they have been at it all morning, he suddenly finds rejuvenation. The boy stands up, gripping his shaft to rub it along the crack of his sister’s ass. He wants nothing more than to just jam his cock back into her. He knows it will be so snug, so warm, so comforting. Sylvie needs it too. She needs him to do this. She doesn’t care if they fuck a hundred times that day, she.