“We are just getting started. I cant have you finishing before we even start.” you told him. And grabbed his hand and guided him upstairs. You mad... it up to your bedroom door, you and this young jock like stud. That’s when he grabbed your hand and shoved you up against the door a little roughly and jammed his tongue into your mouth and swirled it around and about so quick it was like you were kissing a tornado. He then grabbed a hold of both of your tits and massaged them a bit before one of. The blonde convinced her friend to dance and they headed our way. The blonde had curves in all of the right places. She wasn’t dressed too revealingly but her breasts were making a very nice mound in her blouse. She looked like she was around 30 or so, the perfect age for me. At one point I caught the blonde studying me. I gave her my best smile. She blushed beet red and turned away. I pulled Denise closer to me and whispered in her ear. ‘I guess you were right, Denise. There does seem to be. Bart's wife Rayeanne let out a little moan of despair, then turned to Cindy and gave her an apologetic shrug. It didn't look like married life was slowing down ole Bart too much.Cindy gave me a look that said "I can't believe you guys still feel the need to get shitfaced whenever you get together."I gave her a shrug that said "It's not me, it's him, and besides, he's your cousin." Here's to the good old days," said Bart out loud, lifting his glass. "Goddamn it's good to see you again, Deej! And. It was okay, everything was alright. She accepted me, we’re in the same boat, and it’s a pretty exciting boat. I have nothing to be ashamed of. She is so sexy. I exhaled. "Yes," I nodded, as Karen stepped under the warm flow. We washed each other like they do in the dirty movies; her back, my back. We giggled as we played in the water. I couldn’t remember the last time I giggled. “You know,” she said in a seductive tone, “you never did eat me last night. I think you owe me. Will you eat me.