Her little thong was already drenched, as I slid my fingers past it, seeking out her clit. Her smooth, hairless pussy was already contracting as I sli... one finger, then two, into her virginal love passage. “Oh, that feels so good!” she cooed, as she exhaled heavily. “Fuck me hard with your fingers, Uncle Bill, just like you did to Beth!” she demanded. As I stepped up the intensity of my sinful intrusion, Mary’s body began bouncing up and down, and as she arched her back and flung her head back,. But I also wanted to kiss her. And fuck her. I was a mess. One second I was angry and the next I was aroused. The two emotions battled it out for a while before I decided to let them both inspire me. This was a fantasy and I would take advantage of it to expel all the anger and arousal from my body. Dont move, I said through gritted teeth. Without another word, I hurried out of the living room. When I returned, I was wearing a bathrobe. Whyd you change? she asked. I didnt answer. At least not. ’ She smiled. ‘It’s odd but I almost wish you hadn’t showered. I liked smelling myself on you.’ ‘I wish you’d said.’ ‘One day you will know and I wont have to say.’ Odd, isn’t it, how some sentences carry more meaning than perhaps the mere words express. Her words made me feel that there was the possibility of something more than a mere night of delicious sex. It was as if she read my mind. ‘We might be good together – better perhaps than we know?’ I sensed the question in her words. ‘How can. " Oh, but I have. But it isn't exactly ice-hockey season now." No, but I want to get rid of those boxes as soon as possible, you see." Yeah, smooth guy, I think I see. But like I said earlier: It's up to you to set it up." As long as I know you're willing to give it a try, I shall be very happy." I will. And I think I'm willing, too." She blushed again, and left the kitchen to do some kind of work in the living room.Around dinner-time I called Alfred's parents. They live about 5 miles from our.