"Uncle Bob?" she yelled as she went in through the back door."In the bathroom" he yelled back.Chrissy went to the door, which was only half closed. Sh... stood where she couldn't see him, of course."Uncle Bob? I need to talk to you." What's up?" came his deep voice from the bathroom. She heard the splash of water in the bowl and realized he was peeing. "Did some pimple faced boy knock you up or something?" he called out.Chrissy almost didn't understand what he'd said. This was because she'd. To me it was most frustrating after having had Mark to find sex with Paul so boring. But then, I was still at fault by not encouraging him to try something different. It might have made a big difference if I had gone down and taken his erection into my mouth and sucked him off to then have him go down on me. But such was our upbringing that it didn’t seem right for a married couple to have sex that way. That I did it with a complete stranger didn’t seem to count. I didn’t think it wrong to give. I lay on top of her enjoying the tight, warm sensations for several mintues, and then got to work. I began pumping in and out of her as she groaned to fight the pain of losing her anal virginity. The feeling was so amazingly tight, I knew I wasnt going to last very long. I slowed my pace, trying to make this last as long as I could. So I took my penis out of her and rested it on the entrance to her ass. I slowly inserted it again, enjoying the feeling, and then I withdrew again. After about. I was just kidding about the strip club," she said rolling her eyes at him again.He laughed and took off, leaving her in charge of the crime scene. It wasn't the best job for her since they had uniformed officers downstairs keeping the press back. If Jimmy left, Michelle would be the one to give them orders. The uniforms would really love that, half of them had been giving her shit about working with the detectives anyways. She had even heard rumors spreading that the only reason Nick was.