I can feel his cock throbbing against me sending me code saying take it, take it all in every way you can.He releases my head from his embrace and ask..., “Where would you like my first load. Down your throat or up your ass?”“That depends on how many loads I can expect,” I reply.“When I get a little feller as alluring as you, I try to give up at least three if not more.”“Well then,” I reply as I maneuver down between his hairy legs towards his thick uncut cock, “let me see if I can swallow your. I had a sad look on my face.“Come here, Precious. Sit on Daddy’s knee and tell him what’s wrong”, he said lovingly as he pushed his chair away from the desk to make room for me.Once curled up in his arms, he asked me again, “What’s wrong?”I tried to swallow my tears as I answered. “My tummy hurts”.“Do you need to eat something? Is that it?”I shook my head as a tear escaped and trickled down my cheek. “Tummy’s not hungry”.“Are you worried about something? Did you break something while Daddy’s. It was New Years day the whole house was recovering from the night before. He had first bumped into her leaving the bathroom; she was dressed in a very small towel that didn't cover much at all. Then later, she had entered his room, asking to borrow something. For the life of him now, he couldn't remember what, but he could still see her smiling face as he pulled the small towel from around her sexy body. Her protests were merely cosmetic for her legs opened just as soon as her body hit his. It had been decades since he had last stepped foot inside his aunt’s spacious house. The passage of time had failed to dim the affection he felt seeing and touching everything that had been a precious memory of his childhood. The family photographs side by side. The trophies both academic and athletic residing in a locked glass case. The rickety stairs leading to the second floor where all the children’s bedrooms were located. All these and more harkened to a simpler time when John needed the.