Loving Cousin

"Please never stop." I was pleased to see his mouth stayed open and his eyes stayed closed.

It was hard, but I forced myself to stop before things went too far and he noticed. "I'm going to use a buffer on your calluses, and then I want you to go wash and use the pumice stone in the bathtub. Anyways, so, Jules' turn came up. She ends up nailing one cup after another and with each throw, the shouts grew louder and louder. And then she wins and the whole place goes crazy. Switch feet," I said, using the switch to fan out the blanket and let some of the heat out. I was damp, but it wasn't sweat. I forced myself to ignore it and put the blanket back. I started rubbing his foot again with a sigh, squishing the lotion between his toes and along the ball.

"So, she won?" he prompted me with a grin.

"BF draws eyes like a flower draws bees on a sunny day, but now she's the goddamn belle of the ball. She gets pulled into another game and I start swatting away the creeps that aren't brave enough