My cousin (one of them) in France is growing up [continued]

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The man holding her was rhythmically pressing her head up and down with his hand. I didn't hear my cousin groan, only a "plop" sound. I curiously peeked over, but couldn't see anything. Then my cousin twisted her body, placing one leg on my thigh, her belly up towards me, and the other leg between the two seats in front of her, trying hard to straighten her body and legs. Only then did I realize that the man's hand was still inside her pants, rubbing her genitals. And right in front of me. The sound of his hand touching her pants reached my ears. Watching my cousin writhe and sway, I felt a surge of heat rush to my head, a dreamlike feeling, and I lost all other consciousness. The man holding me then slipped his hand deep inside my cousin's belly from my right side. Her breasts, exposed to his kneading, swayed up and down. While I was still at a loss, the man holding my cousin made a series of "hehe" sounds. My cousin suddenly raised her head, exhaled a long breath, and judging from her expression, she was biting her lip, as if she was trying to hold back something. Suddenly, she quickly inhaled and then exhaled even faster. This repeated several times. Only then did I realize that what my cousin had been holding in her mouth was the man's penis. The glans of the penis, which had left her mouth, was shiny, and white liquid was spurting from the center. I turned to look at the corner of my cousin's mouth, and a trace of white liquid was also flowing out. Much later, I learned that that was ejaculation and oral sex. This was my and my cousin's first enlightenment about human affairs. Many years later, whenever we were together, we would still laugh heartily when we talked about it. Later, I asked my cousin what happened, and she said that he was touching her clitoris, making her lose control. If she hadn't been scared, she would have screamed. Luckily, his fingers hadn't gone inside her. Keep in mind, we were only freshmen in college at the time. Many years later, I finally confessed this secret to my husband. He didn't say a word. At first, I was worried he would blame me, but that very night, he made love to me non-stop, making me feel like I was in heaven. The shadow that had been weighing on my heart dissipated. Thinking of my cousin who went abroad, I often think of the past. Cousin, I wish you well abroad.

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