I could hear the motorcycle coming up the drive, and I was pretty sure it was Cousin Paul. After all, I’d invited him over. With my sister at ballet I was kind of lonely. Sure enough, a few minutes later Paul came into the playroom.

“Whatcha doin’” he asked.

“Tweakinging,” I said.

“What’s with the extra ing?” he asked.

“Cuz I’m doing two nipples,” I explained. “Dotting those i’s.”

“Looks like fun,” he said. “Can I try?”

“Sure,” I said. “But I’m not sure your nipples are suitable.”

“No,” he said. “I mean can I try it on your nipples?”

“Wouldn’t you rather fuck me?” I asked.

His dick felt good in my cunt. I managed two cums in short order.

“Suck my toes now,” I told him, bringing my foot to his mouth.

It didn’t take long for me to have another cum, and before it was over Paul was coming, too.

I wanted one more. It seems I always want one more. I settled myself over his face so his tongue was in my cunt, his chin pressed my ass, and his nose nuzzled my clit. It didn’t take much wiggling to get that cum. Best one yet.

We lay back on the rug, well satisfied.

“That was great,” he said, smoothing our juices from his lips. “I really like that tweakinging. If your sister were here would it be tweakinginginging? Which sister are you, anyhow?”

“Do you really care?” I asked him.

“I guess not,” he said.