Rachel’s dad died when she was 2, and her mother (Harry’s s****r) became gravely ill when Rachel was 10. Rachel had come to live with Uncle Harry ...hile her mother recovered and convalesced. He began taking photographs of her almost every day. Even at 11 years old, she had a magical quality about her that had beautifully blossomed since then. Harry spoke of her almost reverently, like he was in the presence of a Goddess. Rachel became very comfortable in front of Uncle Harry’s camera, and she. They arrived to a fancy looking townhouse right on the beach, quite close to the one she and Holly would be moving into. He stopped the car, got out and walked around to open hers. He helped her out the car taking her hand again, leading her into the house. Wow, it looked amazing, it looked like it one of those fancy houses you see in magazines.“You want something to drink?” he asked leading her to the couch.“No thank you” she smiled up at him as she sat down.“Are you sure you’re okay” he asked. Feelings ran through his some he had never felt before. They finished the movie and then, “well I think it’s time for bed.” He stood and held out his hand and she took it letting him lead her to the bedroom. “I be just a couple of minutes”, and with that she grabbed her bag and went into the bathroom closing the door.He stripped and put on a pair of satin boxers he used for sleeping and then lay on the bed. She entered wearing a black satin teddy and satin boxers. She looked at him and. Now it was hidden beneath his pinstripe pants. I couldn't see anything stirring there, so I moved my head into his crotch and kissed the fabric. I could feel his dick with my lips so I kissed again, harder. Matt's cock began to twitch. I reached for it and stroked, feeling it slowly harden. I undid his belt and the button on his trousers, unzipping his pants, revealing a pair of tight black briefs with the cock slowly taking shape behind them. Again, I moved in and kissed it through the cotton..
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