"Why are you wearing lose long, red finger nails?" My older cousin asked me with a face twisted in disgust.
"I like them," I shrugged. "They look nice."
"They look trashy." she told me walking away. Her husband was standing behind her and stayed behind.
He was biting his lip and looking at my Christmas outfit. A hoer pencil skirt and a right white blouse. My nails were playing with the necklace around my neck nervously.
"What?" I asked him.
He licked his lips an stepped close enough to whisper In my ear, "I like trashy."
I smirked up at him and made my way upstairs to the guest room.
He followed behind me soon after, telling them he had to use the restroom.
I bent over the bed to show off my ass and threw the pillows off of the bed.
He came in and rubbed his hands against my ass, slapping through the fabric. I moaned a bit and pushed my ass into his crotch. He jutted his hips bd rubbed up against my ass with a grunt.
"Harry." I moaned. He hasn't even done that much but he's done so much to me.
"Sh, my wife will hear you."
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Well, that took a turn. O.o
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