Kissing Cousins

My cousin’s name was Brenda  
We were only months apart  
Younger daughter of my aunt  
She was pretty and she was smart  
 
One night I was in the city  
Hopping some bars with friends
Then I saw Brenda out dancing  
Kept staring at her pretty back end.  
 
Brenda looked so different now  
As her body moved on the floor  
Could we now become kissing cousins?
Could we get together and score?  
 
We laughed and had a few drinks  
I couldn’t stop staring at her blouse  
We’d known each other as children  
She asked if I’d come to her house
 
It felt very weird to be with her  
Skin touching skin that first time  
We kissed and then came together  
Our bodies now both in their prime  
 
She ended up sitting on top  
Then lowered herself on my cock  
I felt the warmth deep inside her  
It was good to be locked in her dock  
 
She bounced on top of my body  
I held up her tits with my hands  
The feeling was building inside me
To give her some cum from my glands  
 
I said, “I think I am coming.”  
She said, God yes, please do!”  
For all time it was clear we were fucking
That night we got naked to screw  
 
Now she winks when we meet at reunions
Both grown with kids of our own
I smile and think back with pleasure  
Of the night Brenda rode on my bone