We talked about her other men and my previous women. What fascinated me was this chaste girl didn't freak or run away when I talked about the rough t...mes and the bondage I had experimented with with other womenWe talked about her faith and as we studied together, me trying to undermine hers, I found myself creeping to her side. The only time she gave pause is when she learned about my divorce and that I had a daughter. Her parents hated me when we finally met.One time we were leaving the. At this moment she felt a little tug on her left breast and nipple. The coldness from her neck and mouth moved down her body to her round, perky breasts and nipples. As she looked down she could actually see impressions on both her breasts as if someone was squeezing them. As freaky as this was, fear was slowly being replaced by arousal. It began to matter less to her that she could not see the stranger that was exploring her body. The coldness moved further down her body, making a stop at her. I smile and tell her "Nah cuz I won't laugh. Well .... It depends on what you tell me " I say as I turn towards her. She's looking at me smiling and she's biting her lips looking all provocative. I teasingly push her "tell me , or I'm going to kick you out my room " I say. "okay okay . I've got a crush on you and I don't care if we're cousins. I want you to make love to me" she says. "Huh" I say. "C'mon Lis..... your my cousin" I say. "So what" she says and stands up and starts taking off her. ‘I appreciate it. Are you interested in some company tonight?’ ‘Maybe. You’re not a cop, are you?’ I ask. ‘Hell no!’ she replies, as she unzips her jacket. She opens up her jacket, hikes her sweatshirt up over her round tummy, lifts up her bra and shows me two of the biggest tits I’ve seen in a long time. Nice large titties with big brown areola, and nipples that are sticking straight out, just begging to be sucked on. ‘You’re not a cop, are you?’ she asks me, as she lowers her shirt. ‘No, just.