Our family camping trip by the lake had just begun, with my cousin Irem strutting around in her skimpy outfits that barely covered her 165cm, 49kg frame and wheat-toned skin. Her light blonde hair caught the sun as she flashed a knowing grin. "Cousin, eyes up here—or are my size 36 feet already distracting you?" she teased, her voice sharp and playful.
When her parents left for their morning fishing trip, the tent felt charged. I knelt closer, starting with soft kisses on her feet. "These look like they need some attention," I murmured. Irem chuckled, strong and unyielding. "Go ahead, but don't forget to sniff that dirty thong—bet it gets you horny fast."
We shifted to truth or dare to break the ice, her revealing denim shorts riding up as she sat. "Dare," she declared after my turn. "Kiss me like you mean it," I said. Our lips crashed together, witty sparks flying. "Not bad, but I feel how hard you are already," she panted, pressing against me.
The game led us to the private women's shower area for more privacy. Irem took charge, stripping down to show her 75B curves. "Touch me if you dare," she commanded with a smirk. I kissed her feet again, inhaling her thong's scent while she grew wet and dripping.
She pushed me back, delivering a teasing blowjob on my hard cock. "Mmm, this is better than fishing," she quipped between strokes, making me groan. Soon I was thrusting into her tight pussy, then her ass, both of us sweating and panting in the heat.
Irem rode me dominantly, her strong body grinding until she came with a cry, juices flowing. I followed, filling her as cum dripped down her thighs. "That was intense," she said, catching her breath.
As we cleaned up, she winked, "Family's back soon, but round two awaits when they're asleep."
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