Mom kept the pots and pans below the counter, so she had to stoop over and almost stick her head in up to the shoulders in order to root around inside... She heard the creak of floorboards and a heavy tread. It could only be her father. He was headed to bed, she reckoned. The footsteps paused at the kitchen doorway. Krista moved the large stockpot aside under the counter, only dimly aware that the footsteps were coming closer. Just as she closed her hand around the small frying pan, a heavy hand. My cousin looked to give me an excuse and said that perhaps I was tired and giving myself a massage, I agreed and made up a story about rubbing my thigh from a cramp. I saw the relief on their faces as they put down the plates and turn to leave. My aunt then turned back to me and said if I am tired she will give me a massage, I protested but she wouldn’t leave and went to the foot of the bed, my head was thinking she knows this is only an excuse, she told me to lay down flat. I was still. They said that I should remain a cook and not become a Geisha because I had a special talent that was equally as important."I told her with my smile, "Your special talent is your ability to prepare food fit for kings, Kumi. You will be able to prepare food for a very important Geisha later today. Nobuko will be here to spend a few days with us. You'll also prepare food for my parents and Katie's parents. Some of these people have just learned to enjoy the type of food you prepare for us."That. Using my index finger I trace your pussy from top to bottom making you gasp and pull me closer to you. I slide my finger slowly and deeply into your pussy. God your wet. I begin to slowly but firmly slide my finger in and out of you, making you groan, all the time I whisper into your about how wet you are and how I want to feel my hard cock deep inside your pussy. Then I slowly remove my finger and offer it up to your mouth so you can taste your sweet pussy juice. Looking into your eyes I.