I can go get you something.”“I’m really not hungry,” I told her. “I don’t even want to think about food right now.”“I wish you were pr...gnant instead of sick as shit,” Janie whispered. I gave her a horrified expression.“Ugh, I freaking hope that never happens,” I said.Elena had apparently overheard because she dropped her phone from her hands. It fell to the floor, the screen thankfully not cracking. She picked it up, looking pale.“You don’t ... you don’t want kids, Celine?” she asked.“I don’t. "Nah... just one of those misunderstandings... frustrating," the girl replied in an offhand way but her gaze was riveted to her uncle's groin as if she was willing his penis to reappear."Oh? Frustrating? How?" You know Uncle Jim. We were doing stuff and like... it didn't work out. Not for me, anyway."Do you want to talk about it? Can I help in any way?" Damn, the horny preacher thought. She has no idea how frustrating it can be. I wish she was older and she wasn't my niece. He reached out and. I did it and I felt like I will switch off my cam because I was not so horny,but then he switched his cam on and the view made me wet again. He was standing in a chair and his big cock was on display...it was so huge and hard that I just bited my lips. He told me that he hates hirny fags and thats why he made me cum in first place. Than he told me that he hates fags and want so much to beat me up and make me feel pain. Next he asked me with what I fuck my ass and I told him that I do not have. " Fuck..." I whisper out of breath and let go of my throbbing dick to wipe my forehead off. The sweat was dripping on to my face. " Fuck..." The pain got worse. It was like the first time I forced my monster cock into Meredith's tight pussy. This time it was natural; my dick wanted more than a hand and a stupid fantasy, and as I turn my head again and glare at Meredith, I knew what I had to do.I slip closer quietly. She didn't move. Her curved back pressed to my chest again as I press my groin.