The relationship between Uncle Charlie and me became more intimate from that point on. We fucked almost daily; each time he deposited more of his seed...into my waiting womb.After a week or so he still had not introduced me to any of the customers. Did he want to keep me for himself or was he just waiting to make sure I was pregnant before allowing anyone else to cum in me?"Uncle Charlie, when am going to get to fuck some of the customers?" I finally asked him."God you're a horny little bitch.. Too late to chicken out now. She’d recognized me and there was no way out of this. I walked over to her and yanked the blindfold off. She blinked a few times before glaring up at me. She didn’t seem the slightest bit scared. “Let me out of this chair,” Holly commanded with arrogance. “No, I don’t think so, bitch,” I retorted. “You’re not going anywhere,” I said with authority in my voice. Inside, I was still floundering, trying to figure a way out of this, but on the outside, I was trying. Was it my imagination, or did her lips move just a little bit against my finger? After ordering our pizza at the restaurant, we started talking, just general girly talk. How was school, compared to the late 80's, when I finished my college days? She laughed when I said I had graduated college in 80's, saying she didn't take me for being nearing 40's. I told her I really take care of my body and mind, keeping the years at bay. Our lunch was as delicious as I ever remembered, along with a very. I don't want him going away thinking I'm some sort of bitch. Thinking I just used him and tossed him away like an old shoe. I'm not like that."Neither was I. This was why I suggested one of them at least blow him or something, in appreciation."Steve? Is Steve there, please? Can I speak to him? Yes."She paced back and forth, naked, still damp, still making me incredibly hard, in spite of the stress."Steve! Oh my god! Why did you leave, sweetie?"She listened. Her face wrinkled into a pained frown.