I'm a little disappointed to find that he has not been peeping on me,and I feel my heart beginning to race as I descend the stairs. What ifhe's freake... out by all of this and left? What if...no he's laying onthe couch, watching TV with a beer in his hand. Typical man. To hiscredit, he does look up when I enter the room. And if I didn't knowbetter, his pants just started feeling a whole lot tighter. I pause inthe doorway before performing my best catwalk, pausing before him andstriking a. "Harry didn't believe it. His baby niece was creaming his fingers, begging to have her asshole fingered. It blew his mind."Please, Uncle Harry. Finger my asshole while I cum."Harry obliged his horny niece. He jabbed one finger into her asshole, twisting it. At the same time, he jabbed another finger into her pussy."Ahhhh!" she wailed, jerking and thrashing on her uncle's stabbing fingers. "Ooooh, I love it!"An explosive climax ripped through her pussy. Her head jerked back, snapping from side. Her encased fingers were just inches from the controls as they dangled behind her. She could feel the tingle of her orgasm lurking just around the corner. She needed to unleash it; to let it run rampant through her, but she was helpless to do so. She couldn?t get to the controls. The vibe coldly continued its low, pulsating humming torture. ?Ready?? Grant asked as he picked up her chain. Brandy nodded. She saw that Grant had dressed simply in a black pair of jeans, western boots. I didn't mean that."Ethan smiled back at her.The Fletcher began to grow larger fairly rapidly. Alex was busy checking the instruments when Rosie's voice sounded from his computer. "Alex, you're approaching too rapidly. You need to begin decelerating now or you are going to overshoot the Fletcher." Okay, Rosie," he snapped to the realization of what she had said and quickly pulled back the throttle. The Yellow Beast slowed drastically as the Fletcher now filled the view screen.Tasha pointed.