Quest of life or bed

"Yeah, I hope. tsk, look at me talking about all boring stuff at your birthday."

"So there was this aaaaahhh... hhhhh..aahahhh!!!!!"

"What happened aunt?"

"Um, nothing." She obviously didn't notice that Zain unhooking her bra from one hand, while teasing her erect nipples from another, planting hickeys all over her body was the mouth not to be left behind.

Even though she couldn't see Zain's actions, Linda was still aware of her body's physical needs, she really felt ashamed of having such thoughts in front of her nephew.

A little bit of blood began to rush towards Linda's cheeks. Even though she remains unaware, the suggestion of remembering pleasure whenever she is touched by him is still in effect.

Caressing and kissing the perky white breasts, he already had a bulge in his pants ready to spring out in action.

Zain rocked his erection against Linda's skirt, freeing the dick from tight pants, straddling between her soft thighs.

He wrapped her around his arms, clasping Linda's hands onto his manhood, and started moving them. Again and again at an increasing pace, as his mind was going crazy from pleasure. He was nearing his first orgasm. Deeping a few thrusts at legs, he climaxed.

Savouring the moment Zain watched Linda.

Looking very ignorant, Linda chatted energetically just the atmosphere would have been purer if she wasn't half-naked. The stark contrast only stimulated his sadistic heart.

Not now, not now. Repeating it many times, Zain finally controlled his body.

Zain took a last good look at her body and told Linda to dress.

Ordering her to clean up the aftermath too, he also implanted some other suggestions to make her body sensitively hornier and lusting.

After contentedly eating someone's tofu, Zain just laid back watching television waiting for Grace to return from her meeting.

Grace, his non-blood-related 14-year-old cousin, is indeed a cutie with a proud face. Unfortunately, she doesn't look like her mother at all.

Except for those peach eyes, and inherited black hair. Grace's really too unlike Linda's mature feminine charm even her beautiful facial features come from her father. Most importantly 'boyish' and 'flatter than board' are the tags that suit her.

Still, it is tender age, so he wants her to grow a lot, or else premature sex could lot of damage to her body. He doesn't want to hurt his only cousin, and waiting a bit isn't hard.

"There are lots of fishes in the sea." Zain happily comforted himself.

Grace came back rather late, almost 9 pm. No wonder Linda was worried about her.

"Maybe I should ask her 'privately' in my room later." He snickered.

Anyway, right now, Zain was alone in his room making some future plans for school since he was in 1st-year college. Of course, those plans naturally included his targets.

Fiddling with the package that changed his life, Zain noticed another card hidden beneath the cardboard.

"The pen stays a year, writing remains forever."

Hah, the person who wrote this must be a fan of riddles.