He began to yelp a little as my head dissapered into his asshole. I knew this was as far as my cock would go but i started fucking him a little with j...st my head."Ok Uncle Stan now you are worth to fuck, me, your niece, the little girl you wanted to fuck all those years ago. oh and Stan you better fuck me better than that. I want to be your bitch, you got that. And MAtt get in front of me.I want you to cum in my mouth while my Uncle fucks me."I took my cock out of the boy and pushed my whole. Normal girls-sticking-together friends until the last semester. She just couldn't get what she called the voodoo of predictive statistical analysis, so I offered to help her a couple nights a week. Turned out we were a natural pair—I called her Pro and she called me Con. Seemed so funny back then. I don't know when it struck her, but it wasn't very long at all before I started waking in my sleep, dreaming of her." But you didn't... " No. Not a word or action by either of us, but our eyes and. Whatever they wanted to do with her that night was ok just don't hurt her. Drink with her dance with her even take her home with them. Beth was now geting looser and looser as she drank more and more. She was not a drinker and the booze was hitting her hard. She looked at Tyrone and Leroy both and said "My daddy would spank my bottom if he knew what I wanted to do to you two". and tried kissing them both. Cheryl and Becky were getting a kick out of Beths actions. Mary was concerned for Beth who. Life on a farm is not all it’s cracked up to be. Or at least it hasn’t been for Emily Elizabeth. Her parents do not hold conversations at the dinner table. The rule is that it is time for eating not talking. The only solace from her thoughts is the repetitious bite, chew, swallow that comes with eating. It’s not much of a distraction, but it’s a distraction. The shower isn’t much different, that is until she cuts off the water and steps out. There in the doorway is Rick with the biggest smile.