We were discussing her love of giving head one evening, post-coital and fuelled by wine. I have to admit I do like to analyse why people enjoy what th...y enjoy. Particularly where sex is concerned. I tried to get her to explain what it was about sucking a guys cock that she enjoyed so much.Was it the thought that he was getting a lot of pleasure and that she was providing that pleasure? She was very insistent that that was not the reason and that she actually physically enjoyed the feel of a. . a position that Jessica felt, in some ways, Kelly envied her for. Jessica felt that Margo was pretty much everything Kelly wanted to be when she 'grew up'.From what Kelly had told her, although her mother and father loved her and she loved them, Kelly had grown up missing a "us against them" feeling of unity with her parents. They were a family but they weren't a clan. They weren't a tribe. That's what Kelly was looking for, in a lot of ways.She had found it with these people. They were, in. She wanted to take me shopping before she had to go to work. I quickly jumped out of bed, gathered my things and walked out of my room. I crept into my uncles room. Never have I been able to sneak in without waking him, but this morning he was snoring like a bear. I quietly walked up, and kissed him gently on the lips. He barley moved. I smiled down at my sexy uncle and whispered as soft as I could ‘I love you!’ My mom showed up soon, so I wrote him a short note. Smiling as I wrote the small. ‘I want to see your face when you’re cumming in me. I want to see what my body is doing to you.’ He traced a line from my jaw bone up to my temple with one of his fingers, then to the back of my head. He released my hair and ripped the blindfold free. The look on his face made me freeze. He was feral. The lust in his eyes was palpable and my entire body reacted to him. My breasts ached to be touched, my pussy ached with need. With a swift motion, Nate ripped my shirt open and then tore my bra.