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She was wearing a thick pink hooded sweatshirt, so I couldn’t make out how big her tits were, but she was wearing cut off denim shorts that were rolled tantalizing up her leg, showing off her muscular thighs. But the thing I noticed was her flawless face. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. My parents’ conversation with my Uncle Bruce quickly became vague background notice as I gazed admiringly at her, feeling a tightness quickly developing in the front of my pants. In fact, I stared at her until she noticed and made eye contact with me. I smirked at her, not bothering to hide the fact that I was undressing her with my eyes, and boldly letting her know what was on my mind,. She blushed, which was such hentai a beautiful sight, and covered her mouth to hide her embarrassed grin. There was something peculiar about her reaction, and I suddenly felt suspicious. Uncle Bruce turned to the girl and beckoned her over. She approached us, smiling angelically, and came to stand right next to me. I was so awestruck by her physical appearance that I didn’t comprehend yet where this was leading. “Dear, come meet your family… Uncle Ned and Aunt Tina,” my uncle said to his daughter. Then he gestured towards me to my sudden horror. “And this is your cousin.” Cousin. Damn it! I was hoping to make this a trip to remember by getting to know this girl and hopefully fucking her before I returned home, but that fantasy, obviously just went down the drain. I shifted awkwardly as I desperately tried to save face. “Hi….uh, Breanne, right?” My cousin laughed, and it still took my heart away. She spoke, and had a very pretty voice. “No, Breanne is my older sister. I’m Samantha. But you can call me Sam or Sami. It’s nice to meet you…cousin.” She said the last part with a subtle trace of humor, as if she was the only one in on the joke. I looked at my feet, desperately hoping no one noticed my blushing. My parents and uncle chatted for a bit longer. Uncle Bruce mentioned that Breanne would be arriving on her own later that day, but a look of sadness and disappointment briefly flashed across his face. Quickly recovering so no one would notice it, he joked that I probably wouldn’t recognize his older daughter since I had only been around 3 years old since I last saw her. It washed through my thoughts, coating them in my passion. When I was upstairs I stripped to the black lacy bra and panty set I was wearing underneath my dress. “GREG!” he shouted. I reach with my both hands kneading her DD breast. ‘It scared me, but it thrilled me, too. She almost looked sorry, but held her ground. SMACK! When I turned it on it was set to low. Two of her shirt buttons are open revealing a part of her cleavage. That needs to be broken in still.” Stop. She struggled to her feet and stalked over to Frank, her pregnant belly pointing the way, while Tasha and Jean embraced still; their arms hentai about one another and their faces close, lost in the mixing of their feelings and senses shared via their link. Olivia squeezed both of her daughter's tits now. Their once hidden home would be exposed soon. Still, he just stuck it in. Nice and easy, but deep as fuck. “Hence you breaking up the fight.” I concluded. Arnial slung herself out of the saddle and turned the reins loose letting her mount bolt back the way they had come. The house had grown so cold and lonely after the holidays it became unbearable. My balls shrank until they vanished completely, and the new slit that replaced them extended to the base of my cock. I mind-controlled my new mother into turning her eldest child into a pussy-licking, anal-rimming slut. Her milky hands were shining and her boobs looked as if it wanted to come out of her kurta. instinctively i lifted my head: he stared onto my breasts being squashed and pressed out of the tight bra, my bare nipples hardened from the cold air.... I licked around, the salty girl-cum setting my taste buds on fire. But then the image of Jarrod flashed into my mind and almost on auto-pilot I put on my swim shorts and headed into the pool. “Ben, BEN!” the project manager’s voice broke in. “Do you have any questions or concerns?” Slick talker. “I'm so glad you're willing to share him with me, Mom, but why am I feeling this way?”