About 1 o'clock three guys entered and chatted and laughed at each other while they set about putting their equipment out. The main guy, the photograp...er, I guessed was about forty, slightly chubby with long greying hair. The other two were much younger, early twenties or so. At 10 to 2 Jean arrived dressed quite casually in jeans and a T-shirt although I could see she looked very nervous. The older guy greeted her with a kiss on the cheek and poured her a glass of champagne. I got the. ” She pumped it a few times and wiped the pre-cum off the head. She turned her head toward the back as if to see if anyone was coming, and then dove. Her tongue had managed to cover every square millimeter of my penis in a matter of seconds. “Oh my God,” I muttered. Almost immediately I got the tingle. Her warm mouth was drawing my thick shake out of me like she was sucking on a straw. With every millimeter it travelled down the length of my tube the pleasure built.“Oh, Karen, I’m. " I agreed and handed her a white t-shirt of mine. She was in the bathroom changing while I waited for the kettle to boil. I made the tea and I noticed that I didn't hear the door shut. I turned around and seen her in her wet school panties with hearts on with my top and when she come in I had put the tea on the table. As I lit a cigarette I noticed that she was bra-less and I could see the shape of her pouty nipples jutting out. My crotch was bulging as I sat there in my jogging bottoms and. She didn’t say anything instead kept looking at my cousin sister.When aunty left the room, my cousin sister waved her hand with a serious expression and told me to go.I had visited her house that day because my balls were full of cum and I wanted to release them by getting cosy with her. That’s what I did whenever I felt horny. I never jerked off watching porn because of my double-meaning relationship with my cousin sister.Rarely did my visits at her house failed and that day was a rare.