She drew nearer to the group, and was relieved to pick out the familiar shape of Uncle Chester. Chester VanMeter wasn’t really her uncle though he ...ad been around her family for as long as she could remember. Although he was once married – his wife died 20 years ago of cancer – Ana thought of him as a perpetual bachelor. Chester was large, but not fat. He had a round, open face. His hair was silvery grey and thinning, although he was far from bald. Ana didn’t actually know how old Chester was,. I immediately felt sorry for the unborn child. “You’re pregnant?” I asked, still in disbelief over what I was hearing. “Yeah, ain’t that some shit?” Kmart Cowboy said, looking away from the other girls on the street. I grappled with what words to say. After a few seconds, I sputtered out: “Wow.” “Isn’t it great?” Camille asked with a bedazzled smile. “Do your parents know about this?” I inquired. Camille turned to look at. You hold my hand and smile at me, and then lead me into the bathroom.You put your arms around me and hold me tight, you kiss my forehead before telling me to look at you "are you sure you want this, slut?" i nod my head emphatically and smile at you, "yes Master". "Get in the bath and kneel in the middle, facing the taps" "Yes Master" I kiss you once more, before pulling the shower curtain to one side and climb into the bath, i turn around slowly, looking at you over my shoulder and kneel with. I’d gone down on her and had stayed down on her for hours… although I’d given a rather poor showing of myself, having acted like a horny schoolboy, rather than an experienced lover when presented with Amy’s puffy peach of a pussy for the first time in three months.I’d do better next time.There’d be a next time.I smiled as I thought about when I’d tried to surface with my tongue aching from actual exhaustion; my neck complaining from being trapped in such an unusual position for so long. “Lick.