She grabbed my hips and rubbed my naked ass against her uniform. The blond guard started to sing a little song. I remember the chorus was “You are m... bitch, my little bitch.” I would like to be her bitch.“Dismount,” the brunette guard commanded, “You will get your turn.” The brunette guard went behind me and put her fingers up my ass. She seemed to be taking the longest time before she pulled out her finger. I have to admit that I enjoyed it. They noticed that my cock was getting harder. I was. Would they have even cared?My dreaming was interrupted as I felt my body being flipped over. I was flat on my back and before my mind cleared and my eyes could fully open I felt my body being folded in two with my knees pushed to either side of my head. I heard my uncle's voice through my foggy mind, "Okay cum slut, I've waited long enough for this ass. Time for you to feel a real cock."Before I could say a word I felt the tip of his thick 10 inch cock pushing against my tight sphincter. "Relax. He missed the peace and quiet of the radio station, where he could think clearly, without distraction. He missed the woods, even though he'd never paid that much attention to them when they were all around him.He missed everything, he realized, about Pembroke, Connecticut.He didn't think about it as an impulse. He didn't think of himself as an impulsive person. But he found himself throwing things into a suitcase. Clothes to last him a while ... the new laptop he'd bought to replace the one. There were two blobs on the end of posts at the corners. Kat liftedherself onto one, flashing me a tantalising glance at the fleshy wetnessbetween her legs. Her thighs were wet. She heaved herself up and down thecold metal until she came. I saw her come run down the post. As shedismounted she turned towards me. She looked surprised to see me and then she smiled. I wondered why shewasn't angry and then I realised that she had caught me red-handed, as itwere. She came over to me, took my hand.