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"I've been a naughty girl, cousin," she whispers, turning to face him, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "I peed in the shower earlier." He raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Is that so?" he replies, his voice a low rumble. She nods, biting her lip, her hand reaching down to stroke his cock through his wet boxers. "Want to taste my naughtiness?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper. He growls, pushing her back against the cool tiles, his mouth descending onto hers in a fierce, passionate kiss. Their bodies press together, their hands exploring each other's slick, soapy skin as the water continues to pour over them, washing away any traces of innocence.