"I am Deputy Sherman. Get up when you have finished your tea. I'll cook breakfast, then we will talk about last night. Okay?"Katrina nodded. Deputy Sh...rman indicated a small pile of neatly folded clothes. "Your dress is beyond cleaning. Those are the best we can manage at such short notice. A bit young for you perhaps, but..." he shrugged.The teenager smiled. She had little experience of homosexual males but she thought Deputy Sherman was a sweet, thoughtful, man. When she had finished the tea. Precum oozes from you and your cock throbs impatiently in my hand. I smear the precum all over your head and begin stroking you, slowly and lightly, never giving you what you want but holding you on edge. I lay beside you and let you feel the wetness in my pussy, longing, begging for you. I watch your face, your eyes closed, your brow wrinkled. Your face is beautiful, with a chiseled jaw, intense hazel eyes, olive Turkish skin, luscious dark hair, and expressive brows. I kiss your face. I found Uncle Clyde at the kitchen table, hunched over his coffee cup. He looked despondent. When I asked him if he was okay, he looked up at me slowly, and motioned for me to sit down.He told me he got a call from my mom early in the morning. She was excited to report that she had landed a prime job, as a legal assistant in one of the top law firms in city. That sounded like good news to me, but then my uncle dropped the bomb: He would be taking me to the airport tomorrow, and I would be. He slipped under the covers close to me. I felt his hands roam over my body feeling every part of me, i turned over to face him and put one leg over his waist, moving closer to him i could feel his curly pubes brush against my clit which sent a electric shock over my body. I cupped his balls in my hand, rubbing them gently, while he was flickering his fingers over my hard nipples. I leant forward to kiss him, wanting to feel his tongue explore my mouth, we embraced in a passionate kiss feeling.