I didn’t think I would ever understand why Jeana had never come forward, but I just didn’t want to read her diaries to try and find out. That just...seemed too private and personal. It was so long ago, and so bittersweet.The press was loath to let a good scandal alone, though. John Edwards had mostly shut up once it became obvious he was staying in the Senate, and neither Petrelli, DeSantos, nor I were talking. Nature abhors a vacuum, however, so reporters began reporting on the lack of anything. As his huge prick slid easily backwards and forwards within her, Susancontinued to smoke her cigarette, knowing that Ben was watching her andit gave her pleasure to know that, as she smoked, his thrusts werebecoming deeper and faster.She took a last drag on the cigarette and stubbed it out. She reachedfor another and quickly lit it. As the cigarette dangled from her lipsshe spoke. "Yes, that's it, Uncle! Ram your big, fat prick into me!"she urged. "I'm your whore and I want you to fuck me. I snuck to his room and found him laying there with nothing on. He was surprised but ready. I crawled onto his bed still naked and spread my legs for him to take me. “Oh not yet my pretty girl, you should be patient. I’m going to make you need my hard cock inside your tight pussy, not just want it.” I could feel my heart pounding faster. What was he going to do to me? He pulled me on top of him and began to lick my belly. It made me tingle so much that once I tried to slip him into me and he. When the shudders wracking me had subsided to mere tremors, he hugged me close. I yearned to understand the words rolling off his tongue, but was still too dazzled to ask for a translation. Some part of me mentally cursed the eight years of Spanish I’d studied, wishing now that I’d taken some French, instead. The rest of me just sighed in pleasure. Brushing a hand through my hair, he tipped my head back and smiled at me. ‘Wow,’ he grinned. I blushed. Granted, it’d been a while since I’d been.