I lifted her legs up, exposing her wrinkled little rosebud. This meant that student housing was not as readily available and became a precious commodity. And I think kissing your cousin pretty much falls into that definition.”
Mallory stopped and turned to face me. I thrust as deep and as hard as I could up into her as my sperm shot out against her cervix. On the night in question, we had been invited to a party at one of the houses on campus. “Yeah, I think it’s safe to say we are no longer just cousins.” She put her arm across my chest. On the night in question, we had been invited to a party at one of the houses on campus. Her areola were just slightly darker than her skin tone and her nipples were the size of a dime extending out a good half an inch. Every one was drinking and having a great time. I grabbed my petite cousin and pulled her over to the couch and pushed her down onto her back. That is, until one fateful frat party changed it all. Within minutes, she let out a loud “Fuck Yes” as she orgasmed again. The dare was for her to passionately kiss her brother.
