As I learned to use my hand to masturbate my young pussy I fantasized that while my Uncle was spanking my bare bottom he would touch my breasts with h...s other hand making my pussy so juicy that he couldn't help but notice the wetness drooling down my thighs. I always orgasmed as I fantasized that Uncle Dan was touching my pussy with his fingers while he squeezed my tits. I could always have a good cum by imagining that my favorite Uncle was touching me in all my private places.When I was. Thank you." Why are you thanking me? We aren't done yet."He kisses inside my thighs, up my stomach, my breasts and my mouth. He gives me the longest kiss and I can taste myself. Damn I taste good. I lick his face and chin to get any remaining juices off his face.I feel his very hard erection probing at my soaked and swollen pussy. I open my legs a bit more for him to have access. He slowly sinks into my pussy giving me time to adjust to him. It does not take long before he is pounding away into. Lucy dear; that must be another gene among identical sisters, eh?? She passed her mittened hand over the rubber clothes, as if thinking back. Bob made a sign to Lucy – do we tell her? Lucy nodded. Yes, we have to, she signed. So Bob took a deep breath. ?Lilly love, sit down here on the bed. You have been very honest with us and it must have been hard for you admitting to these strange feelings, not strange to us, but to the less enlightened, shall we say. Now we must be honest with you, so. Only two things I know for sure — this is his shirt I’m wearing and I did just sleep with him. Well, ‘sleep’ is putting it nicely. Oh God, I’m going to regret having done this. I already regret it. How could I be so weak? I’m not a weak person. I don’t sleep around, and I don’t fall for guys that easily. And it’s not like he’s a stranger. I mean, I’ve known Stefan for nearly a year. So here I sit on the edge of his bed in the pre- dawn darkness wondering how I got here. Okay, think, think —.