Thomas was not a stupid man. He left it to me to cut the wood to lengths that Theresa wanted. In a fashion he paid for his cunning. Each time I felt t...hat he did less than his share of the burden I put off showing him the winery.Theresa had successfully caught a baking yeast. She made sourdough bread boules nearly every day. Still, bringing up the buckets of water became no easier.I snuck into the winery late one night with a lantern to see what was there. Other than a row of large open-topped. He'd slowly move his cock in and out. I could feel every inch of his cock invading my pussy. Then he started to plunge his cock in my pussy harder and faster. I heard a womans voice crying out... oh fuck that's it. Your cock feels so good. Keep fucking me just like that, hard and deep. You mother fucker give it to me, pound your cock into me.Then I realized my legs were wrapped around Johnnys waist. It was my voice telling Johnny to fuck me. Johnnys hands went up my top squeezing my tits and. The cop spit out : " Nobody can eat that - you must be thirsty , son " as he put 2 bottles of water into the cell . He left Akiya alone who quickly drank the water .The cop returned and Akiya begged him to go to the toilet noticing there is no one in the cell ." Am sorry young man , but I cannot let you out and we checked your data seems they are looking for you - you might look innocent , but I have to do my job " he stepped into the cell " hands on your back , please - for your own safety " .. The tears receded but the questions hung between us. I was fishing for answers but I knew my cousin didn’t have them. Only Greg would be able to tell me what he was thinking and feeling and I knew I could never talk to him again.The tea helped, my cousin’s presence helped even more. We talked for over an hour, the tea was long gone, I was feeling a little better but I was tired. Zach left me alone to sleep; he would stay on the couch. I went pee then crawled back into the bed, isolated and.