I knew how to do about anything autoerotic that would make me feel good and never was slow about getting myself off no matter when, where, or how. Joy... on the other hand, swore that she had never used a vibrator, dildo, carrot, cucumber, or ever her own fingers to manipulate herself to orgasm. Actually, she found it hard to achieve climax during regular intercourse. Even more of a reason to expect her to be a lifelong, closeted, clit stroker but she swore that was not the case. I was determined. "You'll meet her." She ran into her room to dress. "See you downstairs."Wendy dressed quickly, her heart racing. She licked her lips again, the taste of her cousin's pussy making her cunt tingle."Let's go," Amy said as Wendy rushed into the kitchen."What are we gonna do in the barn?" Wendy asked as they stood on the back porch."Play around," Amy said. She rushed down the steps and hurried across the yard. "You coming?" Yeah!" Wendy squealed, taking off after her cousin. "Why don't you call your. ’ I felt slightly embarrassed but she was awed by my story and I didn’t know why. ‘Was I good?’ she asked. ‘Your were as far as we went,’ I replied. You yelled, ‘Fuck me, Big Boy, fuck me, I’m coming,’ and then I woke up.’ She had to leave the room for a few minutes. Then she returned and leaned over as I stared at her boobs. Damn, she had the nicest set I’ve seen in a long time. ‘Ben, you’re staring at my boobs again.’ ‘I can’t help it. You’re so damn good looking. Can I see your tattoo?’ I. "Now Michele, don't cry; I would hate to ruin all the hard work thatCarmel did with your makeup," he said."Just behave yourself and there will be no more pain."He lifted my chin and looked deeply into my eyes."God your just fucking beautiful," he whispered and put his arms aroundme.Eddie embraced me, locking his strong arms around me. His faced movedforward and I sensed he was about to kiss me. My involuntary action wasto move back. His right hand came up again and was held out flat near.