I loved my uncle, even though my older mother would tell me to stay away from him and be careful, I didn't care. I didn't see anything wrong with him....He treated me better than anyone had.The more we wrestled, the more I would slip my hands and arms under his shirt, attempting to take him down and beat him up but at the same time feel his skin against mine and his curves. I enjoyed it, I think that's why I kept doing it so often and kept starting it, pretending like I was going to pop him one. ..” she said.“Oh, it’s no trouble at all, believe me!” he said, unzipping his fly.“Please, just let me go...” she pleaded, “Here’s my purse. I don’t have much money, but you can have whatever is in there.”The man nodded his head and one of the men went to shut the window while the others grabbed Ruby and brought her to the leader of the group.“We don’t want your money. Me and my boys, we own this neighborhood ... if there’s something we want, we just take it, he said. He ran his fingers down. He grabed a small bag near his desk and walkedtowards her exposed flesh. Reachng into the bag he removed a straight razor.?Now my dear, considering that we?re not using a nice safety razor you mightwant to reconsider squirming around. I?m into humiliation and bondage, not pain.However if you do squirm I will not stop shaving you?just a little something tokeep in mind.? Gwen was paralized with fear as he removed more things fromthe bag. There was a strop, the shaving gel and a bottle of. And standing behind him, I ran my arm between his hot butt cheeks, and upward, to clasp his sweet balls in my loving hand, and to adoringly grasp all of his beauty from behind and under him. Eric moaned that no woman had ever done that to him, for him. I glowed inside at the knowledge that no other woman had ever held him and caressed him and pleasured him in quite that way. As he throbbed so amazingly under my loving hand, I kissed his shoulders, and I purred. "Nice! So nice!" I turned.