#male cousin

I looked over at my cousin in the passenger seat and moaned as she showed me she was wearing thigh-highs under her dress.

She chuckled and winked at me when I looked at her. “So…have I got panties on or not, do you think? Hmm?”

When we got to the hotel where grandpa was having his 90th birthday party, I excused myself and went to get a hotel room. Only I didn’t get a normal one.

Hours later, after the party had wound down and I’d escorted her upstairs to the honeymoon suite, she showed me that yes, she was wearing panties, but they were very skimpy lace thong panties that matched her stockings.

A little while later, we were both naked except for those stockings which still adorned the sexy legs that were wrapped around my waist as I drove in and out of her pussy.

When she sensed I was close to finishing, she whispered in my ear, “Honeymoon suite - does that mean I’m your wife now? If so, cum in me and knock me up.”

With a roar, I spurted what felt like gallons of cum in her pussy as she giggled at her successful gambit.

Several months later, after she had started showing and our parents put two and two together, my Mom found a picture of the two of us at the party where apparently we’d been making eyes at each other. “You two shagged that night, didn’t you?”

We both shrugged. She said, “Yup. He booked the Honeymoon suite for 3 days. What else could I do but let him shag me rotten the whole time like a newlywed wife?”

“Yeah,” I added, “We only opened the door for room service. Didn’t even leave the whole time.”