" When I arrived, there was no big hug at the door. There was an air of nervousness and embarrassment, mixed with the expectation of something to come... She looked haggered, upset and as if the last few weeks had really taken their toll on her. She was still beautiful. And my balls still ached for her. She needed comforting. Someone to talk to. She showed me into the tiny box room that she was now living in, with boxes everywhere. Somewhere in this room was her bed. We cleared a space and sat. I made myself comfortable beside her on the bed and took her hand and placed it on my now flaccid cock.She started massaging it thinking I will get erect and she can finish what we started, to her surprise my cock was not responding as fast as she thought, thanks to my recent ejaculation. She propped herself on her elbows and looked at it, then at me and asked “whats wrong?” I said nothing is wrong you have to give it more attention to get it to perform. I gently placed my hand behind her head. Without it, she would never have been able to afford university. But the emotional cost was enormous. Not having her little brother near by was a source of constant pain. Even now she missed him terribly and knowing he was desperate for her help made her equally desperate. "Tell me all there is to tell in any random order," she said. "Save the bad bits for last if that helps, but tell me all."George managed to tell all more or less chronologically. Elaine only had a few questions. "When did you. "I know what",she says. Why don't you rub on me for a while? o.k. Lay back, I ordered! She obeyed. Here in front of me is my own cousin, completely nude, I'm feeling horny as hell. It's not right for us to be doing this but evidently my cousin Fill and I have this thing in common that we love to have orgasms. I rubbed lotion up and down her thighs and slowly worked my way up toward the center of her loins. She spread her legs a little signaling me to keep going, so I do. I rubbed the outside of.