"Hell, Lady, no one here has any use for that crap," was the most informative answer she'd gotten all day. Dejected and out of ideas, she found hersel... at the door of the local watering hole. "Might as well at least get a beer and some real food while I'm here," she thought. "Maybe someone here knows someone who might have a clue where I can get work."Pushing through the door, the greasy smoke-filled air inside just about made her choke after weeks in the artificially purified air of the. I knew I had hit the right spot. As I slowly went down from the navel I opened her Zipper. And as I kept going down, I pulled her pants to reveal that beautiful pussy of hers. My oh my, oh my, just that fragrance and that view could make me cum. I get hard just thinking of that beautiful pussy.I kissed right into it and I was practically making out with those vertical lips, and my tongue was in full action, and I knew I was doing something right, since I could hear the reaction of my action in. "Look at my tits. Go on, stroke that... big... cock. Look at my mouth." I looked up and she was licking her lips. "I want it. Please give it to me. FUCKING CUM ON ME. I want it! Oh shit I want it."I was so close now and I stood up, legs shaking slightly. Her eyes widenned and she started panting. "Fuck YES, oh fuck YES.", she cried.I took two steps and I was right in front of her, my cock only inches from her face. Still we didn't touch. "Do you want to cum on me?", she shouted. "I want you to,. He called me about two minutes after I'd left, and we made a date for a picnic in Hog's Back Park. He almost forgot to tell me his name, and to ask for mine." And she just gave me her middle name, so at that point I was still clueless about her being my cousin."Vinca smiled. "I've only recently come to appreciate my given name. Everyone in Ottawa knows me only by my middle name." And her middle name was all I knew, until after our fourth date. She took me to her studio, where I had the best sex.