I had actually been for the most part enjoying it to that point, and was looking forward to the fun we always had in the shower in the past.But then I...caught a glimpse of Joey sniffing the unwashed fingers he had used to massage my asshole, and I shuddered with disgust when he tasted it with his tongue.I couldn’t help but hesitate when he moved to kiss me again. But Joey knew what he was doing, and after feeling his hands going up and down my back, gently humping our dicks together while he. Straddling her, he stared down at the beautiful, pink rift lips peeking out from between her splayed legs. As he did, he saw her spread her legs apart, opening herself to him. Leaning down, he reached down between her legs and slid his hands under her thighs. Grunting, he lifted her legs up into the air. Finally, with her almost bent double, he d****d his arms across the back of her thighs. Now she lay with her legs bent at the knees, her feet sticking straight up into the air. Her sweet juicy. After the first time that Moxie had slept with me, I wasn't sure what to expect from her. If I thought she was going to sleep with me every night, it didn't happen! She made a thin pallet beside my bed every night and slept on the floor. I got the message that my mattress gave her a backache.However if I crooked my finger at her, she came willingly to bed and we screwed passionately. She was not a passive lover; rather she was active with her hands, with her legs, with her pussy, and with her. Laurie would have laughed at that, but I don’t think she was ever the woman her mother was.I always remained my usual antisocial, reclusive self, but something about having sex with my cousin must have softened me up a little. I still didn’t understand or trust people enough to open up and make myself vulnerable, but I think I’ve become more tolerant of their, uh, peculiarities, and in spite of my psychological dysfunction, I manage a relatively normal life, somehow. At least to outward.