As I helped her into the cab, my hand brushed against her ass cheeks and I felt her shudder. I knew she was a little scared, but also aroused. I tried...to help her relax by putting on the same music I had heard coming from her car radio, and it seemed to help. She said she wanted out of the state and would like it if I helped her to get away from her ex boyfriend. After a few miles she began to relax, and I saw her squirming around in her seat. I asked her if something was wrong. Her reply was a. Nice.They had felt nice before as well, but in a playful way. This ‘nice’ feeling was different; something that I found really confusing.I once gave it a lot of thought and asked myself – “Am I horny for my cousin?”I don’t know what came over me at that moment, but the voice inside shouted, unequivocally – “yes.”The next step was to see if the feeling was mutual.And now, began the test. During our scuffles, I’d casually brush her thigh, caress her neck, rub her lower back, and, when the moment. Haha! I then make my makeshift bed right next to and underneath elle's side of the bed. I lean in to give her a little kiss on the forehead and lay myself down to sleepI was laying back adjusting my cock cuz it had been strangled in my underwear from being hard all night thinking of elle's juicy wet pussy gripping it. It was right then when i noticed her leg reaching down to my cock. I guess my laughing had woke her which was a good thing. I was feeling a little horny so I pulled it out and. Her grandmother had become impregnated while working the docks of Yokohama after WW-II, the father being most likely an American sailor. Her own mother had worked in a bordello near the docks of Tokyo and had raised her daughter (whom as I suspected was indeed a quarter Western in blood) into the family profession from a much too early age.Shinju discovered early that she had a gift for languages and learned as much as she could even as a girl from the sailors and merchantmen who patronized her.