Sandy was determined to make me an uncle.That's a big responsibility. Sure I'm a daddy to two of the most adorable kids ever; but an uncle has a manda...ory responsibility to spoil a niece. But, what if she has a boy? Could I spoil a boy? Sure, why not? But what if he doesn't like teddy bears? Oh that's silly. Everybody likes Teddy bears. Oh I was so confused.I decided to take a walk to clear my mind. While walking down the street, I saw one of the kids in our neighborhood out in the street. "Look!" she saidOh my God, I'm wet like I was last night! Now were both crying with Amanda throwing her srench soaked panties in the sink with fotce! "That's cum, I know cum when I see it" Talk about scared, I didn't know what to fo! "What am I going to do?" not looking for an answer. "Well I know what I would do! This place is insured, right? Burn it to the fucking ground and everything in here! Fire will ge rid of this fucking rapest! Die you Batard!" So there we were, naked, each of us at. She didn’t look much different from when I had seen her last. The typical soccer mom physique. In shape, but on the cusp of letting it go. No eighteen year old, but tight and firm in all the right places.She babysat me often as a child and I was always in love with her. Once, when I was ten, my mother was teasing me and asked me who I was going to marry and I said “Aunt Linda.”Everyone burst out laughing and when they stopped, Aunt Linda reached out to me and said “Of course, I’ll marry you,. I’m not ashamed to say I woke up that Saturday with a raging woody from my good dream and I beat off reliving every glorious detail and could once again imagine, and my hand brought me off, that my grunting cum was being shot into her lovely tight snatch instead of my t-shirt I had worn to bed. I wiped it all up and threw the shirt in my dirty clothes bin, and snoozed again for spell. I awoke to my older sister Jen entering my room. She said with a smile, “Just getting the laundry.” She.