“Here, you try,” she says passing his cock over to me. “And look up into his eyes while you lick him. Guys love that."I am freaking out a little... but take his cock in my trembling hand. He has some drops leaking out his head. Looking up at him, he smiles reassuring me. I stick out my tongue and bravely lean forward licking his hardness from his base to his mushroom head. He loudly groans which encourages me onward. I have an idea and turn my head sideways mouthing his shaft like he is a corn on. There were girls all around me now, and I looked up at those in front of me,revelling in the expressions of disgust and fascination, feeling the honestybetween me and the group, that they knew that I was just an object, just a bodythat existed to be examined and inspected, that I had one purpose only, that Ishould be used for sex only, that I was an animal put there for theirentertaiment..?? Myknees were far apart now, and people were looking at my puckered ring as well.I almost subconsciously. I hoped that between the cool exterior of the garage and my being away from her I would relax. There were a half a dozen teen cousins and their dates already there but that didn't concern me.My presence was always welcomed even though I was at least fifteen years older than most of those assembled there. I was considered Sabrina's cool uncle. I worked in radio and not the construction like the rest of the family. I rode a Harley and dressed like someone much younger. It was how I spoke to these. ) He was always so sweet to me. He would bring me sweets, gifts and surprises whenever they showed up at my parents place. Sometimes I thought he was just teasing when thong panties ended up in my panty drawer with a post it on the crotch saying cute things, as I thought of back then. I guess this perv was really checking me out as early as then. It kind of grossed me out now that I think about it but I’m kind of turned on a bit. For the 4 years that I now think he agonizingly waited for me to.