. no” she purred back to her uncle. “So tell me, how bad do you want to slide that hard, thick cock up my tight little asshole?” she teased.Ben ...nswered by moving his cockhead up enough to feel her rosebud centre his cockhead in the middle of her opening, then pressed lightly but insistently, so that it threatened to enter her and bury itself deeply in her bowel. Amy was torn between surrendering herself immediately, or waiting for her uncle to slide his massive manhood up her slit, lubricating. “I can take care of myself.”“I just thought I could help,” she said.“I don’t need a mother to look after me. I just need to sort out which pills I should take.”The instant crushed look on her face was more than I could bear. I turned my back on her. I could hear the stunned silence behind me. I still couldn’t bear to face her. I had to do something but I could scarcely trust myself to speak.“Please put the oats in the water when it boils, would you,” I spoke very softly, but I heard her say. Steady at first. Then as he indicated he was getting close to orgasm, he told me to go faster. I can recall the feeling of his shaft getting really hard, and a bit bigger while his body shook slightly as his dry orgasm hit. I stopped stroking and after a moment, he got up and told me to lay on the bench. I did so, pulling my sweatpants down to my knees. I was rock hard. I watched his hand reach out, and the contact of his hand was like electricity. It felt so good as he ran his hand over. The menu ... I'll have a short stack and bacon."She frowned just a little."Well as usual ... you'll have to cook that yourself. Nobody can beat your griddle cakes." What?"Just then, from nearby, I heard a voice."Daddy, its Christmas."I looked down from my stool and saw Amelia."Its time to wake up" She said.I looked at Becky. She smiled and nodded her head, and then winked at Amelia.I opened my eyes and saw Amelia standing by the bed. She was dressed in a dark green dress and her ever present.