Searching for me. I was beyond pissed. No girl likes to have a cock shoved in her face. And never mind that it was Uncle Mitch, who had been a fixture...of stability and cool reasonableness in my life ever since he’d changed my diapers when I was a baby. It was so unfair I wanted to cry. And yet. There was that tickle between my legs. The only cock my pussy had ever had was Billy’s, which was nowhere near this big. And we’d only actually done it twice. I squeezed my thighs together, trying to. I……“Don’t be silly. It’s a natural reaction. Now concentrate.”Tom closed his eyes and tried to take his mind from the soft, cool hands of his daughter as she guided him into the throat of the bottle. She angled it to accommodate his growing erection and smiled to herself. Tom struggled and finally, in short bursts, relieved himself. Karen removed the bottle.“Shall I shake it for you?” she asked with a wicked grin.“You do and we’ll be in trouble,” he said. “Just put it back where you found. Not wishing to disturb them, I drew close and peaked through the brush at these guys. There I saw the four guys, all naked and frolicking about on the banks of the creek. Several of them were sexually aroused, which could be seen by their large, long, engorged cocks. I watched fascinated by the scene before me. One of the large local guys grabbed one of the city boys, forced him to his knees and stuck his cock in his mouth. He than proceeded to grab his head and started to shove his cock in and. After having modesty drummed into me for years I can still remember the mixed emotions I experienced as a young girl of about twelve or thirteen the very first time I realized a boy had managed to catch a glimpse of my underwear because of the careless way I was sitting at the time. I was terribly embarrassed. But god! What a secret thrill I experienced. And I didn't even really know why! After all, the boy saw far less of me than he would have seen had I been wearing my little two piece.