Sheyla, my cousin, is a force to be reckoned with. Her dark hair cascades over her shoulders, drawing attention to her ample cleavage. She struts around, knowing full well the effect she has on me. "You can't resist me, can you?" she purrs, running a finger along my arm. I swallow hard, her scent intoxicating me. She leans in, her breath hot on my ear, "I bet you'd love to taste this, wouldn't you?"