In otherwords, i wasn't into the whole foreplay crap where the guy thinks we require them to make us cum to feed their ego before they can get themsel...es off inside us. That routine drives me nuts. I'd rather he go down on me after, when his cum is there for him to lick up, if anything. I didn't need to cum, I didn't care if I came. I don't actually cum that easily unless with a mans fingers working me exactly right in which case I will drench the room, Or if I am on top and the guy has the. Uncle Mike had Black curly hair and stood 58 with brilliant brown eyes. in contrast to my black hair and bright blue eyes, I stood 55 with busty boobs and a tight ass. At the age of 11 I experimented with masturbation and only discovered that all I wanted was just to be penetrated by a mature cock at age 13. And this week I wanted to be fucked for hours by uncle Mike, whether he liked it or not. Chapter 2: Hey, Nessa !! I missed you so much girl ! damn, you sure grew up ! he laughed and showed. "Justput it in the..." I looked around me for the microwave. It turned outto be next to a cookie jar shaped like a fat cat.Seeing that I clearly wasn't going to help him, he stopped asking anyquestions about its contents and just continued to investigate forhimself as he brought it over to the microwave."How long d'you reckon, four, five minutes?" he asked, sticking out hislip and rocking his head to illustrate his uncertainness.Without saying a word, without looking, without so much as. He put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me close to him."No honey, its different between fathers and daughters. Daughters aren'tsupposed to excite Daddy's." Why?" I pressed."'Cause they're just not." he flatly stated. That pretty much ended theconversation.But it didn't end for me in my head. OK. call me weird or whatever, but Imade up my mind right then that I would prove Daddy wrong. I started wearingless and less around the house. I would come out of the bathroom wearingnothing but.