I had brought in tea for him and sat next to him. We spoke and he started complimenting me on my dress and make up. I was getting slightly turned on, ...he thought of seeing his cock from a couple weeks ago popped back into my head. I could feel my pussy getting wet as I put my right hand on his thigh, he carried on complimenting me as I turned towards him. Suddenly he moved in and kissed me on the lips pushing his tongue right through, he began exploring my mouth like he was on a mission. His. My name is Kevin, and this story will start with some recollections from my childhood.I suppose that most people would call us rednecks, living in a small town in Georgia with blue-collar jobs, and I know that we weren’t very sophisticated. My father, Chester, is an electrical contractor, and he also has a side taxidermy business in a work shed on his property. My mother, Brenda, was a stay-at-home mother, raising my older sister, Janet, and me, as well as taking care of the contracting. My mother was in tears at the moment, while my uncle signled me to approach him, which I did so, as the concept of what was happening was still processing in my head. " Well, follow your mother's example already, take your clothes off" he orders almost passively as though that was the most normal thing he could say. I only stare at him in shock before my dad's voice wakes me up. "Afrin, honey, for your brother's sake, pplease.. lis-listen to your uncle" He advices, in a weavering voice. I was. The three large-gage rings adorning each one wereclearly visible through her tight top. The smallest was only two inchesin diameter. It dangled from the tip of her nipples. The small bellswinging from the ring was temporarily stilled by her tight top. Themedium one, a four-inch circle, pierced the middle of her swollen,engorged nipple. The biggest of the three didn't technically penetrateher nipple. It passed through her areola just behind her nipple. Theheavy six-inch ring was unmistakable.