Curious, but no matter, it was kind of whoever had produced it and it tasted good as well.I browsed on through my volume until a hand on my shoulder m...de me jump as I was far away and hadn’t heard anyone come past my alcove. I turned and as you may have already guessed Katie was stood beside me.A different Katie. Very demurely dressed. Think librarian, black stockings, dark-framed glasses, knee-length skirt, white blouse and bra my alter ego noted…She said, “Knowing your hobby of old books, I. "Uhhhhhhhhhhh!"She gave a murmur as his fat finger pushed into her slit and began to twist."Everything ok back there?" Came a voice over the speaker.Uncle Bertie clicked the reply switch."Yes thank you! Could you please just drive."In the front cab the man nodded and kept silent. He'd leave them alone in their grief.As his finger buried in her young hole her uncle unzipped his pants tugging his cock head out like he was coaxing an animal out of it den. His fat maggot slowly enlarged and. She looked so innocent and vulnerable with the big red ball shoved into her ruby red lips. The chrome shone in the snow globe as he watched and now as he held them in his hand, they trembled in anticipation. He had waited for when she was asleep and then had entered her apartment and gathered things from the house that he knew she had dreamed of using much more than sugar plums. He dumped the chip clips clothes pins, candles and ball of string into the chair by the desk and took the now empty. This had never happened before, but now it was and maybe it was an indication that they should be MORE than friends. As those thoughts raced through his mind, he realized that his musings had been just enough to hold back his orgasm and make the whole experience last that much longer for both of them. He looked down at her face as the first rays of the sun began to shine on it, illuminating her features and making her loveliness all the clearer. They were both close to orgasm now and neither.