“Put your knees on this towel... We’re going for one hell of a hell a ride, and we don’t want any skinned knees.” I told her, folding the pool...towel and handing it to her.Polly could hardly wait to get into the position I described to her, she turned and was on her knees, bent forward, legs spread in seconds.“Look at this sexy ass, Sera. Don’t you think your cousin has a nice ass? Just look at her smooth pussy too. I love the way you both keep your pussy trimmed for cheering. I’d love to shave. My pillow has a little card on it, "what's this?" I wonder, it says "Want more..?" enticing! Nope, just saying extra pillows are available. So its a wank tonight. I can feel a decent load down there that is aching to get out.Diner done, work done, time for bed..getting horny. The multitude of mirrors in the room serve to provide a running multi-angled documentary on my enlarging cock. So, it's not a cock that would prima facie make a woman go weak at the knees, but fuck you, it does my fine. Guess which I wanted to do. Right, but, I was asked togive her away.For a few weeks before the wedding she had her gown hanging in plane sighton her bed room door. Talk about rubbing salt into the wound. I can notbegin to tell you how many times I passed her room just to look at thatgown. I was dying to put it on; it was a cross dressers dream. My chance came one weekend just before her wedding. My family was going tospend an entire weekend with relatives who I didn't particularly like, andthey. He saw that she was wearing black high-heels again, only this time they had crisscrossed straps that ran up her lower legs. Once again he admired the beauty of her ankles and how the straps accentuated them like a masterpiece of engineering. “Aren’t you going to offer me a drink?” Nikki asked nonchalantly, pointing at his glass on the coffee table and getting ready to take the seat beside him on the couch. She smoothed her chiffon robe over buttocks and proceeded to sit down, crossing her legs.