Music began to play and a man stepped to the center of the stage and spoke in Spanish. When he left the stage an attractive, tall Mexican girl walked ...hrough the curtains and began to dance to the music. The crowd cheered her on. She was wearing a blue, floor-length evening gown that was slit to her hip. She didn't wear the gown for long. Before the first song ended she deftly unzipped and unsnapped the garment which was soon laying at her feet. She wasn't wearing a bra, pasties or a g-string.. “Thank you for last night,” she said. “You were right.”This day, she chose the 1965 Bentley Flying Spur. It was long, and sleek, with maroon sides, and a pearl white hood and roof. It just screamed “Money!“ and she knew that. Once they packed, and were on the road, the V-8 purred with power, but she drove with just one hand, the power steering making it simple for her.“Nice car,” said Bobby.“Thank you,” she said. “Have you ever driven one?”He laughed.She looked over at him. “You’ll need to. Uncle put my dad down into the bed and asked me to get my dad’s night clothes. When I was getting the night clothes, uncle locked the door of the room without me noticing.We both put my dad in bed and started removing his clothes. Uncle’s body was very closely touching mine most of the time. When we removed dad’s pants, uncle deliberately pulled down dad’s boxers. Fuck, I saw my dad’s python and was taken aback.Uncle noticed that and carried on changing my dad’s dress. Then he said to me,. I had made myself so horny before finally getting a release. I was gasping between moans. I was gripping the mattress, I managed to say, 'this is how you make me cum.' His hand was around my neck again.He was filling and emptying me faster than before. 'Cum!,' he growled at me. 'I wanna see you cum you little slut!' I was involuntarily clenching on his cock. My hand was under my cock, I knew I was going to cum, I wanted to catch it. I tried my hardest not to clench and I could feel it. I wasn't.