" He whispered, and kissed the top of my head."I know my love, I know." I could feel him harden inside my hands."Jean… Jean!" He was worried, that h... was going to cum on the bed. He wanted to warn me, but that was both unpractical, and unnecessary as both our psychic rapport, and the unconscious thrusting of his hips were all I needed to know that he was on the brink. "How do you want it?" The image of him cumming and spurting globules of sperm upon my face entered my mind. "All right baby." I. He stood near me and started to look at my body. I am slin size 8. I was wearing fishnet tights with pixie boots. He started to stare at my slim legs - he was mesmorised at my shaven shapely legs and then began to look futher up. He was staring at my pencil skirt and then at my low pink top. I could see he was looking down my top and trying to figure out why i had small pert boobs. He then looked at my small pretty face. I looked away as i didnt want an argument or him to punch me. He could see. I began to encourage my favorite uncle to fuck me harder!"Oh, Uncle Matt! That's it! Oh, fuck me good now! Give me what I need! And give it to me good and hard! Did you like fucking my asshole last night? Oh, I liked it too! And, did you save the little red hairs you shaved off of my pussy? I bet you did!"Then, Uncle Matt pulled me over onto my knees before him. His cock quickly found my vaginal entrance and then he was pounding me anew with my aforementioned asshole beaconing to him."Yeah,. "I mean, it would be stupid, anyway. It's not like our rooms being farther apart would stop us if we felt like doing anything."Again, my eyes widened. What exactly was he saying? So, we were both gay--and that automatically meant that we would want to get naked, and as Luke so eloquently put it, hump each other? Well, I wouldn't exactly be opposed, because it was Luke we were talking about; but seriously, this whole conversation was seriously throwing me for a loop."Um..." That was about as far.