Rod headed back to school and Layla, who had gotten her degree over the summer, was about to start a new job. Rod thought about Marisa a lot at first, he even called her a couple times in unsuccessful attempts for phone sex, but she was busy back at work, and he fell back into college life, partying, studying and chasing tail. Occasionally he’d call on a weekend to check in and a couple of times his Dad japan put her on the phone, but despite some asian raunchy talk and humor on his end she had to play it pretty straight. The time just sped along and before he knew it football season was winding down and the semester was entering its crucial final weeks. Rod made his plans to go home for Thanksgiving; then he would be quickly back to school for a few more weeks of class before final exams. Then there exotic would be the Christmas break. Rod anticipated that the Thanksgiving break would be awkward. He didn’t look forward to being near Marisa when his father was around. It could be too easy to slip up and give their secret away. He didn’t look forward to sitting down to dinner and seeing Marisa across the table, avoiding eye contact and trying to make small talk when what he really wanted was to tear her clothes off and go down on her. But it was even more awkward than he thought it would be. He felt it almost immediately after he arrived Wednesday night. Dad was his normal japanese self, but Marisa was standoffish and kept her distance and he didn’t get a chance to talk to her. Thanksgiving Day was even weirder. It was a small gathering—the three of them, Layla and an uncle and a couple cousins—and everyone seemed to enjoy themselves, but Layla seemed rather distant also. And as he watched Layla and girl Marisa in the kitchen while preparing the meal, Rod noticed by their interaction that they had bonded in some way. He could tell by the way they talked to one another, and worked together, occasionally touching, and during dinner he detected several covert glimpses between them. The next day he casually asked Layla about it and she told him that they had both reached out and had gotten to know each other better over the last few months. Rod headed back to school and dove into his last few weeks. He put Marisa out of his mind as best he could, trying to accept the fact that they had had a one-nighter and then a summer fling, and that was that. It was over. Who in their right mind could expect it to continue anyway, under the circumstances? In the middle of December, one night when he was cramming for his next-to-last exam, Rod got a call from his father. They said their hellos and then his father got to the reason for the call. “Look son, I wanted you to know, Christmas is going to be a little different this year.” “What do you mean?” “What I mean is that there will not be one. Not at my house anyway. I’m heading down to the Caribbean. I’m going to visit an old friend who owns a resort hotel on a remote island where no one can find me.” “Dad, what’s going on?” “You can stay at the house over Christmas break. In fact I’d appreciate it if you kept an eye on the place. Hopefully you can have a nice Christmas at your mother’s.” I kissed Jill. She stretched her body along his, japanese leaving only the head of his cock inside her as she moved her breasts closer to him. Mike? I’m from St. Louis, Missouri where I live in a duplex with my mother. Ropes, chains, whips, flails, leg irons, iron and leather collars, wrist, and ankle restraints, thumb screws, dildos, mouth restraints--it was a truly impressive display. That’ll keep you from getting lightheaded.” As I turned my head, I noticed that Jax was now walking towards us. The camera feed shows Deb has shucked off her heels and is struggling out of her pantyhose. She couldn’t maintain the asian kiss, instead pulling her lips from mine and crying out when she had her orgasm. He flooded me and gave me another wonderful girl delight. I told her to “Lick it you little slut” as I grabbed one of her little nipples and squeezed it hard. “Your next patient is waiting for japan you in your office, and she needs some major therapy.” In all the months we’ve gone out, that’s exotic the first time anything close to that has ever happened.” Then, Joy found her voice. Just rail me. Ream me. Fuck me so hard I forget my own name. 'It's more, taste numbing, than any flavor I can describe'. I found myself as sexually attracted to my cousin as I had ever been to any female, and I had to keep reminding myself that she was family.