We shopped and fucked in many dressing rooms that day and no one had a clue. That night we found out about a festival. At the festival a young man a...ked me to dance. We danced through several songs and by the end of the evening we were making out on the dance floor. We left the dance floor and walked to a secluded area. He tried to grab me but I deflected his advance as we made out. I was so glad to have my cock secured tightly in place so it would not be noticeable. I remember keeping space. “Oh! Oh! It’s so good! Daddy, it’s so good! Don’t stop! Make me come again!”“Ohh,” I groaned, jacking my aching cock and licking my baby girl at the same time. She began to tremble and quiver, shaking her pussy in my face to make the licks quicker.“Ohhhhh, gooooood,” she whimpered. This was different from the hot, angry moans before, more desperate and innocent. It made my balls pump semen and prepare for the explosion I wanted so badly again. “Ohhhhhh, daddyyyyyyyyyy,” she trembled.“Come for. ...eventually he was inside my little cunt again...this time...along with the pleasure...I felt a sense of satisfaction. This was the first time a man had ever touched me...and he was my cousin. He was sexy...and he wanted me....As much as I knew this was wrong...and a big part of me hated it and feared him....I was beginning to enjoy it..as the days and weeks went on...Matthew devloped games. He turned innocent childhood games into sick ways of getting into my pants. We played "tag," in which. I looked and saw him holding a paddle. The bastard just slapped me. Within 30 seconds, I was completely naked. “See, the thing is, I talked to your dad the other day. I told him I wanted to surprise you, and he gave me his credit card to redecorate your room. I think I like the change, how about you?” I glared at him with so much hatred. “Richard, let me the fuck out of here!” SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! I screamed in agony as I was paddled again. “Aren’t you glad your dad sound proofed the room so.