” I said.“Well you know what the say, ‘incest in best’.” she said.“Not funny,” I replied. “Now get your ass moving.”“Hell, you are...no fun at all,” she said, as she threw off the covers.I could see the imprint of her hard nipples through the tee shirt. I turned away to control my body’s reaction to her.I walked outside into the morning air to wait for her to dress. When she was dressed and standing beside me, we rode to a nearby fancy diner for breakfast. After my first full breakfast in a. ? Shecouldn?t take it anymore.? ?Please!? I, oh !? just fuck me,please!?? He grasped onto her bound handsand used them for leverage.? He slippedthe head of his cock against her wet slit and summoned up every last bit of hisself control.? Staying very still hecommanded thru clenched teeth, ?you fuck Me,slut!?? She moaned an unintelligiblestream of vowels and consonants before pushing her hips back wildly, doinganything she could to impale herself on his cock.? Urgency informed her gyrations.?. I lived in a small trailer with my mom and sister and it was crowded, not a lot of privacy. I enjoyed the guy time. Up to this time I had limited sexual activity. I had only been with one girl. I had thoughts about guys but had never really saw myself as gay or bi. I bonded quickly with my uncle. He allowed me access to his porn and I ate it up hungrily. As I grew more comfortable around his place, nudity became more common. He was a nudist, at least at home. The thrill of being naked so. Losing a grip on reason, her delicate fingers snapped down between her legs, her thighs squeezing to trap them against her hot slit. The delicious pressure gushed her wetness out and soaked into her panties. How could she help it, the temptation just pulled at her. The side of her hand pressed against the hardened nub of her clit and just the slightest movements gave her such pleasure. It edged her higher.Would he see? Would he stop her? Would he fuck her, oh please would he?“Oooh GOD,” Lucy.