That Summer, the Secret My Cousin and I Could Never Tell

That summer I moved into my cousin's house. The marble floor of the living room was cool, and she was already straddling me in her slip dress. She lifted her skirt and took me all the way in, deliberately grinding slowly. She clenched tight around me and covered his mouth so he couldn't cry out. Outside the door, the elders were still talking, while beneath her skirt she was already so wet it ran down her thighs.