"How come it feels so good when I touch myself there?" Chrissy wanted to know."I really don't know, Chrissy," Gene said, "that's just the way girls ar... made. Do you touch yourself there a lot?" I sure do," Chrissy said, without a trace of shyness. "That's how I get off. Will you get me off, Uncle Gene, please? I'm so horny, I can hardly think."Gene Jepson stared at her in an agony of lust. Up till a few minutes ago, he'd really thought of her as just a little kid, the cute little blonde. The first guy had certainly stretched me out some. I had an anal orgasm and Bubba knew it. He looked down and smiled at me before he shoved the last few inches into me. With my toes in my ears nothing stopped him until I have every possible inch inside of my rectum. I had been invaded by a small baseball bat and I enjoyed it. I’m telling you that his cock felt wonderful in there. I could really get into anal sex. Would that make my asshole as large as the two girls that he had mentioned? What. So, it's just another day, right until I turn a corner and there she is, a cute little girl looking like she might cry at any moment and now looking up hopefully at me, and, whoa, isn't that little tank top nice, and the little shorts even nicer. She's got a real nice ass, blond hair, sort of long and moving in the breeze.I'm towing her car and driving back to one of a few businesses in our little town, the old gas station/convenience store/car fixit place, next to the old junkyard full of. As CFO, I’m telling you this is NOT the right approach. I told you that before. Let’s work on something we CAN afford.”“I agree,” Julia said reluctantly. “We have to do something, but this isn’t it.”Cindi deflated and leaned back in her chair.“Cindi,” Mario said, “Let’s have a meeting with just your staff and talk through a response.”“That’s a good plan,” I said.The phone on the conference table buzzed, and Julia hit the intercom button.“Yes?” she said.“Steve, your sister is on the phone and.