He gently stroked my lustful clit, moving it around in small circles.“Oh, Uncle Dan, that feels so good. I want you inside me so bad!” My uncle st...pped playing with my cunt and looked up at me.“Is that what you really want, Tara?” he pleaded.“More than anything,” I assured him. With that, my uncle rose from his knees and guided me to the couch. He placed me on my back and knelt between my legs. The tension between the two of us was intense. He spread my legs apart and pushed the head of his. We decide to take our shirts off and he helps me remove my bra. I am a 38 C cup size, very firm. We are kissing so deeply and Steve lays me down. His hands are massaging my breasts and I have never felt anything like this before. I am moaning as he is playing.He then begins to suck my nipples. I start to squirm and he then begins to bite my nipples and they are rock hard. He is moving his hands up and down and twirling them and pinching them.I slowly remove my shorts and my thong. Steve removes. Sandy had spent the whole day cleaning and getting ready (her boss had given her the day off since it was her birthday), and decided that in the hour before the party she would indulge in a nice long bath – it was her day, after all. As she lay in the bubbles and let the warmth of the bath surround her she began to muse on the evening ahead. She had been so thrilled to know that her boss, Penny, had agreed to come, but as she reflected in the dreaminess of the bubble-bath she also realized that. It’s a private school. One of those where we all have to wear uniforms and are expected to behave properly and get into a good college. Every day, I put on my green plaid skirt, white blouse, green tie, green blazer, white knee-high socks, and saddle shoes and head to school. It helps that we all dress the same because we only get noticed for what we do, not how we look. Even the boys have to wear dark green slacks, white shirts, ties, and green blazers. And besides, green looks great with my.