” My face went from cheerful to irritated how fucking dare him! I mean yeah I wasn’t wearing a bra, but it was 102° degrees...when I left the house. My short denim shorts and tight tank top were keeping me fresh; I was so fucking heated by his comment that I had only one way to answer. I got closer to him and slapped him hard across his face. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” I hollered. He didn’t look surprised; he just stepped forward and took. However, he deferred, preferring to sit with Angela. As the two of them watched Tess swim, Angela reached over and grasped his hand. She squeezed it and Mac squeezed back.Suddenly, Mac had a flash of guilt. He felt too good to be sitting at his friend's house holding his wife's hand. Yet, there was also a feeling of comfort, something he hadn't experienced since his wife had died.When Mac saw Tess getting out of the pool, he pulled his hand abruptly away from Angela. He watched the sexy young. I mean, make it feel like I don’thave a choice. Maybe that way I won’t feel like I’mcheating on Sam.”“How much force do you want?” I asked. “Do you want alittle pain with it? Like I said, it’s your night. Justtell me what you want.”Her voice shook so much that I could barely understandher. “Could you hurt me just a little bit? Nothing toorough but sometimes Sam squeezes my nipples really hardand it just sends me through the. She obediently did what she was told. Vanessa looked like a sexy cat. On hands and knees, with her ass angled upwards ever so slightly. I could see her wet pussy glistening. Uncle Steve gave her a quick hard smack across the ass cheek, and then slammed his cock into her from behind. Vanessa moaned with pleasure.“You like that don’t you? You’re such a good little slut!” He growled. Uncle Steve grabbed Vanessa’s long hair, and wrapped his fingers in it. He pulled her head back. Her face kinda.