I said, “Come on open that up for me.” Hailey reached back and spread her pussy for me as I continued to slap her wet pussy. There was so much cu...m that as I slapped her pussy it was splashing back onto my face. “Are you a naughty girl?“Oh god Danny that feels so fucking good don’t stop. You have one of the best imaginations. No one has ever slapped my pussy before. Damn Danny don’t stop can you hear how wet you made me? I am a real naughty girl!!! I am a bad girl – I like to let my cousin. “Oh my fucking God!”I heard my own voice gasping aloud as his hips slapped noisily against my inner thighs and his pubic hair rasped again against my mound.“Did I hurt you?” his voice sounded anxious.“Christ no!” I hissed.Again he pulled back and thrust hard into me. Again I gasped aloud. Again he thrust into me. And then, as if twenty years of pent-up of frustration and passion was let loose in a single moment, Tony began to fuck me like a man possessed.Oh my God! Did that man fuck me! Harder. He then starts raising me up to the dock and takes me off the hoist and then carries me to a waiting minivan. He uncuffs me and puts me in a pink colored car seat. "What is this Lunatic doing?" I think to myself. He then proceeds to lock me in to the car seat. He then puts some sort of leather mittens on my hands. I now can't move my fingers at all. I try screaming for help again, still nothing. He smiles and closes the van door. The first chance I get I am running away from this lunatic.. " The unsubtle reminder earned him another sniff, but she left him alone.Changing into a new tunic and clean leggings, he descended the stair barefoot, and joined his family at the table.This night was no different than many other nights in the last ten or so years. "Esef," his mother began, "Have you given further thought on the pursuit of Art for a vocation?" She ladled out a rich soup, almost a stew, created from fish and shellfish, in a chicken broth.He winced at the diminutive familiar.