The Osborn’s and the Sherlock’s had lived in Childean for many generations and every year they had a family holiday together in Spain.
Peter and Kate Osborn and their sons Brian and Mark, Kate’s sister Christine Sherlock and husband David and their daughters Karen and Julie, and they stayed in the Villa that was jointly owned by the two families every year in Moraira, just along the coast from Benidorm.
Mark Osborn was a twenty nine year old solicitor who still lived in the old family home in Childean although, his parents having retired to their Spanish Villa and his brother Brian was working for a magazine in New York.
On one family holiday in Spain Mark, who was a few weeks short of his nineteenth birthday at the time, made love to his Aunt Christine’s oldest daughter Karen, who was just sixteen, for the first of many occasion.
One Wednesday he was working from home and he got up early and emailed the documents he had been working on the night before and then had a leisurely breakfast.
It was just before 10 o’clock when Karen walked through the front door and called
“Hi cuz”
“Hi Karen” he responded, “I’m in the kitchen”
When she walked in the kitchen she was dressed in a dark blue uniform that he hadn’t seen before.
“What’s this then, new uniform?” he asked
“New job” she replied proudly and gave him a twirl “Ward sister at the Winston Churchill”
“Well done” he said and hugged her,
Her uniform was all crisp and new and still had that fresh laundered smell.
“Do you have time for celebration shag?” he asked hopefully
“Why do you think I’m here?” she replied and then kissed him
“Where would you like it Sister?” he asked between kisses
“Here will suffice I don’t want to be late for my new job” she replied as she rubbed her mound against the bulge in his jeans.
“Just don’t spaff on my new uniform”
Then she returned her attention to his mouth and her tongue darted in and out of his mouth as her hands undid his trousers and before long she was tugging roughly on his cock.
After a moment or two she disengaged her mouth from his and turned around and bent over resting her elbows on the counter top and wiggled her round arse at me.
Apparently she was ready to go so he shuffled up behind her like a horny penguin and began tugging her uniform up over her arse, which was naked.
“Where are your drawers?” he asked
“In the car” she replied
“Nuff said” he responded and undid the zip of her uniform and slipped his hands inside and roughly groped at her tits while she rubbed her hind quarters against his cock.
But every time she was about to engulf him he withdrew and teased her until the fourth time when she looked over her shoulder at him as she rested on her elbows and pleaded with her eyes so he grabbed her hips and in one easy movement he penetrated her tight hairless fanny and judging by her vocal response it was very much to her satisfaction.
He took hold of her tits and cupped them as he pounded on her creamy pussy, the sound of her arse cheeks slapping against his belly was like applause and the coarse moans she was emitting were like encores.
So he pounded on her harder and faster.
The applause grew, her vocalizing grew, the electric pace grew and the wobble of her tits grew until to rapturous applause and what sounded like baying wolf calls they both came.
And there she was his kissing cousin spent and disgraced bent over his kitchen counter with his twitching cock still inside her.
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