" he grinned "though I personally think it's something you are born with, a need to dominate sexually that is. For others it's the need to be dominate..., get the two kinds together and you have a good time. Which doesn't answer your question does it."I shook my head in the negative, even though his comment had been a statement rather than a question."It grew from wild talk between ourselves after we got at the porn areas of the Internet, courtesy of dad's credit card. All of us got hooked on the. In spite of my gloom, I laughed too and walked on.Her musical giggle followed me."Come again, Mr. P," she called. "We'll have another happy day."The next few days consisted of a group of unruly Boy Scouts, PTA meetings, and an ailing mother. The sun was shining one morning as I took my hands out of the dishwater. I need a sandpiper, I said to myself, gathering up my coat.The ever-changing balm of the seashore awaited me. The breeze was chilly but I strode along, trying to recapture the serenity. I came hard. It surprised me so I had to press my knees against the tub to keep my balance. My eyes sprang open as a second burst of thick white liquid shot out of my dick. I kept stroking; it felt so good."Yeah!" my cousin encouraged, "Keep going! It feels really good if you do that afterwards."I turned to look at him. His cum marked the bathtub also. He smiled at me as he continued stroking his dick. I could not help smiling back.We cleaned up after he declared 'The Thing' over. Climbing back. Exerted little pressure and it went on smoothly. She bent her knee – brought other hand on my chest and started banging me slowly for the first few minutes and she increased her speed. My bulbous was continuingly hitting her innermost bone and due to more penetration of my shaft, her clit was stimulated by the lower part of my piston as it got banged. I felt my fluid have started running on the tract and I tried to make it pause there only – just then, she squeezed my piston with her inner.