LOGINI keep my eyes closed and let my cousin kiss me again. The sweet taste of my wet labia is just an aftertaste now, but the kiss makes me even wetter.
Michael pulls away and unbuttons my pajama top, button by button, until my heavy breasts are fully exposed.
"It's even better naked... Cousin, I can't believe you hid all this for so long," he says, leaning forward to kiss the tip of my right breast. I moan. Everything is so new to me, everything feels so good.
He sticks out his tongue and slowly licks my nipple, and my legs tremble with desire. He cups my breasts in his hands and sucks on my nipple, making me moan loudly.
His mouth feels so hot and wet against mine as I arch my back and press my breasts harder against his mouth. He moans and takes my other breast in his hand, playing with it and rubbing it between his dry fingers. After a while, he switches, sucking on the nipple he had pinched earlier, and then pinching the other one.
It feels so good that I can't help but make sounds. My moans sound like the women in the video links Hanna sent me earlier. My hips move of their own accord. I just know I need to feel something on my vagina again.
It felt so good when Michael had his fingers down there. I want that feeling again. "Michael... Michael..." I moan his name, and he lifts his head from my breast and lets my nipple slide out of his mouth with a loud pop.
"Can you... please... can you touch me down there?" I whisper shyly. "Where, kitten?" Michael asks, grinning at me. I shudder at the teasing look in his eyes. "Down here... in my..." I point to my wet opening, and he smiles.
"I'll only do it when you can ask properly," he says, rubbing his nose between my breasts while his hands subtly move to my waist and begin massaging it. "Please... can you touch me... my pussy?" I say, my voice getting softer with each word.
"I didn't quite hear you, kitten, say it louder," he hums, and my lips tremble. I could cry, I long so much for him to touch me. Never in my life have I felt so desperate, so dirty. "Please, Michael, touch my pussy," I say, and he giggles.
“That’s a good girl. You do want your cousin to touch your virgin pussy, don’t you?” he asks, finally touching it and rubbing a specific spot in a circular motion. I moan softly as I feel his finger there.“Please…” I gasp, spreading my legs wider for him. “Damn… just look how you’re spreading for my cock,” Michael says, brushing a strand of red hair from my face. “I need a taste of your juice,” he says, kissing his way down my stomach to my pussy. My eyes widen.
“Michael…” I exclaim in surprise. He spreads my legs and licks my pussy. The sensation of his tongue is overwhelming, and I moan with pleasure. Michael ignores my cries and gives it his all, kissing and sucking on my labia as if they were my own lips.
I moan and writhe, and he only intensifies and speeds up, licking up every drop of juice that runs out of me with such fervor that I wrap my legs around his head.
Michael is so good at this. He moans, and the vibrations course through my entire body, eliciting soft whimpers and sighs. I feel like I'm in heaven. The sensation between my legs is so intense.
"Michael, please..." I cry out, and he falls silent abruptly with a mischievous smile and my sticky lips. "As you wish," he says, licking his lips. "No... no... please don't stop... I..." I stammer, sitting up.
"I don't want you to stop," I say, and he grins at me. “Do you want to go further… let me show you the stars from here,” he says, and I nod eagerly. “Do you want this, Kitty? Do you want your cousin to be the first inside you?” he asks, and I nod again.
“Good girl, now open your legs for me, I’m going to be gentle,” he says softly as he pulls down his pants and positions himself between my legs.
“Wait…” I say, placing my hand on his shoulder. The size of his penis scares me; it’s the first time I’ve ever seen a real one. Curiously, I touch it, and Michael moans. “Does it hurt?” I ask, moving my hand up and down.
“No, baby, but it’ll feel even better when he’s inside you.”
“I’m ready,” Michael says, and I smile at him. “I’m ready,” I say, and he slowly pushes it in, inch by inch. I squeeze my eyes shut as the huge shaft penetrates me.
It hurts so much, but at the same time, it feels so good. Michael doesn’t say anything more, but I can feel his penis throbbing inside me as I wrap my arms around him.
I gasp and moan as he begins to move slowly and deeply inside me. “Ah… aha…” I moan, and he penetrates me even deeper. My eyes roll back at the force of his hips hitting mine.
He increases the pace, and I place my hands on his shoulders for support as the hot sensation in my lower abdomen intensifies and overwhelms me. As I come for the second time, I feel warmth spreading through my belly, and Michael presses his face against my shoulder.
“Damn, kitten, coming inside you feels so good,” he gasps, and I moan in response, still intoxicated by having surrendered to my cousin.
“All summer long, your pretty little pussy is mine, got it?” he asks, and I nod. We press our lips together in a scorching hot kiss.
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