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I didn’t have eye contact with her as I felt awkward. While having dinner I felt a slight touch on my legs. I thought it might have been just my imaginations going wild. Then as 10 pm neared, everyone got in their respective places to sleep.My cousin, me and my aunt share the same bed. My aunt’s husband sleeps in the hall sometimes (after his drinks). I was in a deep sleep and had this weird dream of my cousin acting like that girl in the Malayalam movie. I woke up suddenly.I wiped away the droplets of sweat from my forehead even though the AC was on. I thought I had a nightmare and went to the kitchen to have a glass of water. Then I went to the bathroom to relieve myself. After that, I came back to my place in the cot and slept in between my aunt and cousin.Now I felt a hand brushing against my chest. I turned and slept as my back facing my cousin. After a few minutes, I felt a hand on top of my cock just laying there. I slowly opened my eyes and saw that my aunt was not touching. Judging by her reaction I would hazard a guess that she hadn’t seen many cocks as she looked at it and then tentatively wrapped her fingers around the exposed shaft gently pulling the skin back giggling as the swollen head popped out, “Wow” she sighed as she gently stroked it.“Do you want to suck it Lynn?” I asked and she looked up at me with a look of disgust on her face, “Eww No” she said abruptly as she continued slowly wanking me and I could see down her shirt that her nipples were getting bigger.“I’ve never sucked one before” she said softly almost apologetically but I could see by the way she was looking at it that she was considering it but I didn’t want to force her into something she didn’t want to do however a little movement towards her face wouldn’t hurt.. surely!She took the bait as she slowed down her stroke and held the skin right back pointing the head towards her face and very slowly I saw her head moving towards the tip.. keep going girl I was leaking a little bit of.
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