Uncle Bradgrinned over at Brian and asked, "How do you like my brother's pussy,nephew?" "Almost as much as you like my brother's pussy, uncle," he sho...back. "Sharing -- that's what families are for," said Uncle Brad, and thenbegan ramming his pole into me in earnest. I could feel his great heavyballs slapping my ass, and his enormous cockhead somewhere under mynavel. I was writhing and wrapping my legs around his waist and my armsaround his neck, yelling, "Fuck, yea, Uncle Brad, fuck me. That was the hardest I've ever cum in my life and that only took a couple of pumps." "You're a fucking nymphomaniac... don't you ever get enough. ..I can't do it anymore.. .go home please leave me alone.. .oh God what have I done!" I picked up my shorts and slipped them on and my blouse and used my thong to wipe off my cream covered face as he sat looking at me as if I were a witch who had cast a spell on him. As I was walking out the door of his kitchen I looked back and called out to him. . She tried to put a little smile on to take away some of the seriousness she felt with the statement. Susan was terrified when she realized that she was completely serious. She tried to hide her terror from her future husband, but she didn't think she was successful.Pete's eyes flicked to her name tag and the fingers on her left hand before latching onto her eyes again. "Uh, Miss Wilson," he croaked out hoarsely. "First I'd like to have a drink of water, then your first name, and at least one. It was another scorching day in the desert heat at Sitting Bull Falls, in New Mexico. Joseph was glad he was wading through the water to cool himself off. Joseph and his family played in the cool refreshing water from the falls to cool themselves off from the oppressive heat. His wife, Sarah, was sitting on a rock, and splashing her feet around in the water fall. Meanwhile, his two boys, Eric and Robert, and their dog, Bear, who ran playfully here and there sniffing everything he encountered,.