I was literally gasping for air!Uncle Vinny finally emptied himself, and I think he was satisfied with the amount he had gagged me... I wasn’t cryin..., but tears were certainly running down my face, just from the sheer struggle that my uncle forced me through. I didn’t even realize at the time that I had swallowed the last few loads of my uncle’s cum, since he slammed it down my young throat, but I did...Uncle Vinny cleaned me up, and asked me if I wanted to visit him more during that summer. He. ."I didn't get to finish. She just grabbed my head and kissed me passionately. Before I even realized it she had ripped off my blouse and put her face between my tits, pausing just long enough to pull my bra down so she could access my bare skin. Her kisses on the tops of my breasts, her hot breath in my cleavage added to the moisture already coming out between my legs.Sandra pulled off my skirt and panties with one motion and dove down and started hungrily ravishing my pussy. Her licks and. ‘Do you like it this way, Dad? Am I your Pebbles now, or do you seem someone different,’ she wondered. She conjured up a a picture of her Dad behind her, running his hands through her wavy hair as he stared into her eyes in the mirror. She put her hands over her breasts as if to hide them from his gaze, and the vision in her mind floated away. Brin turned again, looking back over her shoulder at her butt in the mirror. She didn’t feel vain at all that she thought it was perfect. She knew that. I told her that i was a man of taste and would not accept any mediocre settlement in my life. I gave an example of how i chose a “quality pa” and she happily giggled and gave a shying smile. It made her look prettier. Late that night, i invited her to dinner and asked her if she could join me for pub. She said that she didn’t drink and had never been to such a place. But later agreed knowing that staying in hotel alone, would bore her. That night was a wonderful night. She joined me in her.