I did have to be rather careful here, as my wife was asleep in the bedroom and could potentially have walked in at any moment, which would have brough... my life at an abrupt end. I was however, so horny and obsessed with my beautiful young niece, that I had to take the chance. By now I had slipped my hand down her nightdress and was fondling her gorgeously small breasts, which felt like nothing on this earth I can tell you, so soft and smooth and those tiny little nipples just adding to the. . ma non so cosa m'è preso. Ho cominciato a eccitarmi... mi sono bagnata. Non volevo che togliesse la sua mano dalla mia coscia. Mi piacevano le sue carezze. Lo desideravo".A quelle parole anche la mia eccitazione salì. Ebbi un'erezione che tentai goffamente di nascondere, piegandomi un po' in avanti. Ma Sissi se ne accorse e, interrompendo per un attimo il racconto, disse:"Vedo che ti stai eccitando... sei un porco..."Prima che potessi ribattere, allungò una mano e cominciò ad accarezzarmi il. "Come on, little boy. Little faggot suck-boy. Get me hard."I lifted my mouth of his cock. "Calling me names doesn't do anything for me," I said."For either of us," my wife warned."Never mind," he said, rolling on to the bed and presenting his asshole to me. "Start rimming me. Show your Daddy how good you eat ass." Not my thing," I said."Get your tongue down there, you queer little whore." Not my thing," I repeated. "And I think I made it pretty clear about being called names." I was smiling and. The prom. Ewe! He was tactful enough to praise my ensemble - guess the platform boots and velvet mini-dress were the right choice for doing my laundry.Gently drawing me close by the back of my neck, he pecked me on the forehead, which I thought was sweet. God those eyes of his! I'm usually a chatterbox, but when I'm with him I'm almost catatonic. But those eyes! Even his eyebrows reek of sex. I know, I know, I'm almost always horny, but I have to use a half box of Kleenex to wipe myself dry.