Gone were the booty peeking cutoff jeans and crop top tee shirts, they had been replaced by this man-baiting party attire. Roger took his niece’s h...nd in a dancer’s hold. He leaned in to peck her cheek and his nostrils filled with her heavenly scent. He whispered a confession in her ear. ‘I’ve been watching you for years, dreaming of the things I would do to you if I ever got the chance.’ Rosalie purred her shared desires. ‘Me, too, Uncle Rog…, I mean, Mr. B.’ Roger leaned back and surveyed. Tom was also making her cum. She started to moan, as much from the spunk she was receiving as to the fucking she was getting from Tom.Finally Tom could take no more and let out a gasp to indicate he was going to spunk inside her. She brought her head up from the cock she was swallowing in time to hear Tom’s intention and more importantly, to scream her orgasm into the room.“Oh…fuck I‘m cumming, fucking cumming…cumming,” she grunted as Tom spunked everything he could into her pussy.As time went. She felt so warm and passionate but neither of us were going to stop now. My hands wondered around her body as her did. I slipped a free hand between her thighs, not feeling any resistance, my finger then rubbed the very wet material and pushed it a little between her pussy lips. It was becoming a little more intense now and I did not want her to scream the house down. I rolled onto my back pulling her over with me which allowed me to undo her bra and skirt. I rolled her back so I could pull. I caressed her 34C breasts as she ground her slip-covered thigh against mine. "Okay Lillian", I whispered, I accept your proposal." "Good answer," she replied, "Go sit on my bed." She walked over to me carrying a pair of black pantyhose, reached behind me, and tied my wrists with them. Then she took her bra off and put it over my eyes like a blindfold. The smell of her perfume on it was intoxicating, and I was getting even harder. She asked me if I had masturbated recently, and I told her I.