The idea of her dirty, deadbeat uncle pushing her down by the bed and training her to be a good, obedient slut sent electricity down her spine all the...way to her dripping wet pussy. It had taken so little to make her realize this. But she wasn't ready to admit it. Not to herself and certainly not to Uncle Jeremy. So for now, she was determined to keep up the charade of only being interested in the fat meatstick between his legs.“Less talking, dear.” he said and grabbed her by her head, nestling. She had just taken a shower and was planning to get dressed. And then… the panties! He had told her not to wear them, and she had sassed him. Elizabeth remembered the conversation.“You aren’t wearing those,” he said, pointing at the panties in her hand.“Why not?”“Because I may want to touch you, and I don’t want anything in the way.”“Tommy,” she sighed. “Really?”“That’s what made him angry,” Elizabeth realized. She had repeatedly told him that she would be submissive, and the terse response. .everything ok..?.... Is that little shit behaving himself?"Joyce gave her a brief run through of events...omitting the obvious, but not exaggerating the damage. She was shocked...."The useless little shit...just wait till I see him...God...I'm so....sorry..Joyce. Come straight round....I'll make tea...I'll leave work now...I'll be home in twenty minutes." Sylvia.....calm the fuck down...it's all under control. I'm fine, honestly. In fact...I'm quite pleased. Haha. I'll fill you in when I see. He laid there gasping and trying not to holler as they worked him towards an orgasm and then backed off to leave him on the edge. Then, their hands attacked him again and brought him to the brink, but again backed off. Over the next hour, poor, jealous Jake provided them warnings 3 or 4 times to settle down when other people were about to come walking by, as they brought Matt to the edge several times but did not let him cum.Matt was going crazy. “Girls you’ve got to let me cum! I can’t stand.