"My cousin is a lucky guy," I said.I don't think she quite believed it, she was standing naked before a guy she had never seen before today and probab...y didn't even know my name. I grabbed her by the shoulders and spun her around so we both could look into the mirror. Then I pulled her arms down to expose herself completely to me. Our eyes met briefly in the mirror and the slowly, taking my time I ran them down her body taking in all the sights."Very lucky guy," I whispered in her ear.Then out. ." No," I said, "she did, but she doesn't feel like fucking everyone she blows. She just loves giving blowjobs. Don't you love getting BJs?"Franky was finally starting to lighten up. My attitude towards sex seemed to confuse him. So I explained a little further."We grow up thinking it's okay for guys to get as much pussy as we want because we're thought of as a lady's man, as macho," I said. "But a girl doing the same thing is called a slut. Why is that? If she and I are not together and she. My panties were soaking wet, I ached down there and if he didn’t do anything to help it, I thought I would die. ‘Please…’ I begged, I wasn’t the kind of girl who begged for anything, but right then, I needed relief. He looked at me and I saw heat and pure desire in his eyes. He was struggling as much as I was. ‘Please what Emma? Tell me what you want,’ he said in a low voice full of longing. ‘Fuck me, right here, right now, fuck me hard’, I’ve never been so blunt in my life, but I needed to. We had more people than travois by now and most of the women who'd learned to shoot bows had theirs in hand. I took a few minutes for explaining then, since they were only carrying a few arrows each, even though I knew I'd made sure they all had at least thirty-six in their own lengths more or less assigned to them. I had them take twelve each and spent a little more time showing them how to switch their practice points for broadheads.The last big surprise was mama, the pups, and the piglets..