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It was another boring day hanging out at my Grandmothers. I had offered to construct her small pool her. Thought I would do the honourable thing. The only bright side was my cousin Emma decided to help. Emma was blonde, had a decent curvy body, her breasts perky and a nice round butt. Her family was very open about their sexuality and she had always flaunted her assets. Secretly I had always lusted after Emma, I knew it was wrong but it didn?t stop me and spent a lot of my teenage years thinking I would one day make a move on her. Emma looked so cute short cut off jean shorts and a tight green tank istanbul travesti top. It showed off her curvy body perfectly. As she walked out into the backyard I immediately regarding my decision to help my Grandmother. I knew I wouldn?t be able to contain myself for the whole time, I couldn?t resist. My Grandmother excused herself and left to fulfil some jobs in town and I was left with my cousin Emma for the immediate future. Emma and I began to build the small pool. Her productivity was through the roof, where I was somewhat distracted. My eyes deviated every few minutes over my istanbul travestileri shoulder to see Emma?s ass high in the air assembling the corners. ?Can you help me with this Ken. I can?t seem to get it?? Emma asked politely. I stood and noticed Emma?s ass high in the air, I lost my breath momentarily as I closely studied my cousin?s ass. I knew it was wrong but I could help it. I moved across my waist coming in contact with her pert ass. ?What?s wrong? How can I help?? I asked softly. ?Well I can?t push this in?? Emma replied looking up at me. I leant over her, my penis pushing travesti hard against her tight jean shorts as I pushed the post into the socket. ?How is that?? I asked smiling. ?That was great.? Emma replied. It was now or never had I thought. I pushed myself closer rubbing my crouch up against Emma?s tight ass; I held her hips and slowly humped her. ?What are you doing, you sick bastard Ken?? ?Nothing I?m sorry?. I quickly made my way inside keeping a low profile. I found the toilet and opened the door. I looked down and saw my penis had stiffened considerably. I sat down onto the toilet and starting to stroke myself. ?Are you in there ken?? I heard a voice from outside the door. I was startled and quickly covered up. ?What?s wrong?? I replied. ?Can we talk?? Emma?s soft voice breaking as she enquired. I pulled myself from the toilet and opened the door.