"Aww, Sis cut that out!" he said, wiping off my kiss. But I saw a smile on his face that let me know he didn't really mean it. Then he left and I felt...a tremendous weight go out the door with him. That night I slept better than I had the last couple nights.The next couple days were uneventful. Michael and I talked liked always, perhaps a little better. We shared a few secretive smiles that caused Mom to pause and wonder what was going on, I'm sure. But she was just happy we were getting along. .. what I'd otherwise do with Billy or some other guy that I don't care about." But Cindy... all that may be sort of true but..." and as Jim replied he cupped and squeezed one of the girl's big, firm breasts, "I'm older than you and I'm your uncle."The buxom girl snuggled even closer then and kissed her uncle with a tongue-thrusting caress of his cheek. "You want me don't you? I mean... not all the way... I know that's wrong... but can't we do the stuff I'd do with my boyfriend." You're so. I lay beside Jeanette to watch. Robyn lent forward. Her tongue poked out. She stroked her tongue along the long open red slit of Jeanette’s gash. Back and forth she worked her tongue along the length of the pussy. Then she slithered her tongue into the vaginal orifice. Jeanette arched her body in response. Robyn hungrily sucked and tongued Jeanette’s pussy. It did not take long for Jeanette to climax. The orgasm rushed through her body; she moaned and writhed; she pulled at her own hard. Christ she could have been stuck with the older Fitzgibbon and that would have been horrifying with all his gray hair, evil looking glances and threatening voice. Eleanor shuddered to think of that old warrior grabbing her in the dark. Her reverie was broken by a serving maid who’d been brought along to assist Eleanor with her dressing and maintenance. Her name was Alice. “Tis time to get dressed for the binding lass.” Eleanor was used to this wench. Alice was ten years older than.