“Well that sums it up Mr. Anderson. That is all that happened during my stripping career.” “To be clear, you stood in front of many people weari...g hardly anything?” Mr. Anderson asks carefully. “Yes for hours upon hours.” I was getting tired of this talk. I wasn’t a prostitute, so couldn’t I just keep my job? As I was thinking this, I look at Mr. Anderson. Something about his facial expression confuses me, I’ve seen that look before yet cant tell what expression it is. Suddenly it hits me, and. She started to bounce on me like a cow. She was way heavier than me, and her weight were pinning me to the ground. I hoped my dick wouldn’t break under her violent sexual assaults.Even though my dick physical integrity and I were a bit scared of this horny woman, riding me as if it was her last day on earth, it was a vision of Heaven : first, she was watching my whole body. Her eyes were like mines : trying to see every corner of each other body’s. Her mouth was opened, she was trying to. . I then moved my hands up to her breasts and could feel her hard nipples through her thin bra. K was now leaning back into me a little. I massaged her small breasts and then released her breasts and instructed K to remover her blouse and bra. K did as she was told. K was now standing with her feet about 2 feet apart and only wearing her short skirt. Her fingers were again locked behind her neck. I moved around and stood in front of K. I told her to close her eyes and lot open them until I. I started humping and moaning, encouraged by his crude mouthings, 'Thats it Mariel, Fuck my fingers, you little slut'.His probings were more forceful, he sunk his teeth into the soft flesh of my buttocks, he was marking me and it really hurt, there was no way I could pretend to sleep, he knew I was not, and he showed me the contempt I deserved, I was his niece and I wanted to fuck him, and he pushed two fat fingers all the way up my ass, 'This what you wanted Mariel, your old uncle to fuck you.