. do... this"Her head moved down my chest and as I spoke to her I felt her tongue on my hard shaft. She stopped for a moment and looking up into my ey...s she spoke."Dad, I want to do this. I want to bring you pleasure. I want you to feel good. I want to give you the only thing I have to give."She then went back down on my cock and took it into her mouth. Her lips were caressing my shaft as her tongue rippled around it. It felt like a thousand butterflies were softly stroking me as she bobbed up. I didn’t answer, and Linda smiled, and said, “Come on, Kevin, you can say it. I was, wasn’t I?”“That was along time ago,” I said, shrugging my shoulders, “We were all just kids back then.”“I know,” she continued, “But I was still a bitch. And then when I got over myself a bit towards the end, and tried to talk to you, I couldn’t get a conversation out of you.” I was surprised she even remembered, but she went on again, with, “I guess I couldn’t blame you.”“Well, I’m talking to you now,” I said,. We all went out to Pizza Hut one night, piling into dads car, and I conveniently sat on Joe's lap, in the darkness of the back of the car.My siblings sat to our left, one sister and two brothers, and as we drove, Uncle Joe wasted no time in stroking my bum through my cotton dress, especially when he realized I was nude under it.Biding my time to sit on Joe's lap, was a manipulation on my part, leaving my panties off was another, letting Uncle Joe explore my anus was something I wanted him to. The cold air stung against them as my breathing quickened a little. He slowly traced a little path with his finger up to my hard nipples, before suddenly pinching them cruelly. I gasped in surprise and was slapped again.“Take it. Take it like the filthy whore I know you are” he growled, twisting my nipples again.I wasn’t sure whether or not I was comfortable with the slaps, or this complete stranger, but his abusive words and cold touch was enough to have my pussy twitching. I couldn’t help it;.