The first night at my place she walked in like she owned it. I was kicking off my shoes and she was already in the frig grabbing a couple beers for us.... She jumped on the couch with me and snuggled up under my arm with confidence. She kissed my cheek and started licking and kissing my ear just enough to make me squirm. At the same time she reached down to unlace and take off her shoes and cute little white socks. I watched her toes wiggle while she stretched out on the couch with the back of. She seemed maybe late 20’s or early 30’s, with a toned body that held her wonderful curves beautifully. She wore a very tiny, white string bikini. It was out of place in a typically family hotel pool like this, probably technically too inappropriate, but no one seemed to mind too much, at least that I noticed anyway. I must’ve been staring a little too long as she stood on the stairs. She was running her hand down her pony tail when she looked right at me, gave a sly smile and a quick wink. I. .''SLAP ''yes daddy''looking down ass up not wanting another slapin total darkness he did kinda **** me i was face fuck my head hitting the shower wall so hard i cried like a little bitcheach stroke i felt like he wanted to make me pass outmy hands up hols by him on the wall he pumped as i tried to breath water and cock pounding on my face he release me and i fell down to my ass he mounted my chest and pin my head down under him my hands taken again hold up as he literally pounded my mouth into. It wasn’t all about the past, though. She was afraid of further abuse, and didn’t believe my word that it wouldn’t happen.Right or not, I got angry with her. My word was sacred, and certainly when it came to Amanda, it was inviolate. I explained to her we’d be together for New Year, wherever we’d spend it, and promised her she was safe from her cousins from then on. She looked at me, hesitant, not daring to hope, and I looked back, reassuringly. At last she started to believe that part of her.