A.L. because it was the only club in our less than snazzy neighborhood in downtown Manhattan. Our Uncle was a bigwig Police Department mucky-muck but ...e generally stayed away from us because he had a reputation to uphold. Our mom was a widow, at least she told everyone she was a widow, but I had my suspicions about that and the string of "Uncles" that paraded through our tiny apartment like a changing of the guard didn't fill me with confidence in the existence of my deceased parent. The both. She sat there, impaled on his thick cock, while they had drinks at the bar, but soon had to set the drinks down when their need to fuck became too intense to ignore. He tilted his pelvis up to fuck her and she wriggled on his pole and the bartender, seeing her bouncing tits while she rode the stud, came around to suck one tit and massage the other, which felt like heaven, together with the fucking her pussy was getting.With her clit rubbing against Christopher's hard lean stomach with each. At dinner we all sat down and as usual I was dressed in all that Uncle Dan allowed me to wear, a cotton dress with nothing underneath. While we ate Uncle Dan had pushed the carving knife toward me across the table. I kept glancing at him, thinking he wasn't serious, but when Aunt Karen and her friend went into the kitchen to bring in the deserts, Uncle Dan leaned across the table and whispered "either you push the handle of this into that nasty little pussy or I will use the other end to. One day i got lucky.As usual i went n was waiting for her,she opened the door first,my heart pounded with excitement to see her undress..n here was that moment..she removed her black t-shirt,inside that she wore a sexy black bra,ohh wat a colour combination,black on a milky white skin,now i waited for her to remove her pant,and she did it,she wore a red coloured panty.What a beauty it was.i can never ever forget that scene,beautiful thighs..wow.then she wore a nighty n went to bathroom.On that.