It seemed so freezing cold after diving from the hot summer desert air above, swimming down through the layers of water temperature getting ever colde....My grandparent’s spring was located on the opposite side of the mountain range, east, in the valley within view of the great mountain and nearly the exact latitude. It should have enjoyed somewhat the same source as the dairy’s. Perhaps there was some connection of some sort. That caused a flicker of recognition in me. I loved that spring on my. She knew what this man was capable of in bed. She had luxuriated in it for years. “Well, I knew it would happen someday. I should have known it would be on your eighteenth. Happy birthday, Darling.” She got up and came around the table and leaned over to give me a hug and kiss.“Leave a little for me, okay?” she whispered in my ear.Like an idiot I nodded again. I had tears in my eyes, which was confusing.She sat back down and Uncle Bob proved he was the kind of man who was willing to take. ..you have to take her up on that. You have to be willing to make her eyes water. Look at her, honey. Look how she's right there sucking her own cunt juice off those satined fingers. You know how she feels right now don't you, bitch? And isn't that power over her intoxicating? Doesn't it make you just quiver to see her beg for more? Come on, bitch” I whisper in my taunting tone, “come on, bitch feed her.... make her take it.” Then I lean in as she starts to choke on it and suckle wet and noisy. And it worked. But this time, without the jeans on, there was nothing stopping him from growing and growing and growing. Pretty soon it felt like I was sitting on a rock. And because I was only wearing a dress, and no underwear, I could feel him at the entrance to my pussy. I squirmed again, for a totally different reason. This was making me hot. And thats when I felt it. The next time I squirmed, I felt where he pumped his hips forward. A little moan escaped my throat as I felt him bump up.