"Are you sure?" he asked. Clearly, this was not normal behavior for Mrs. White."Yes, hurt me!" she cried as he squeezed hard. "Make me your bitch!"Mrs... White was really getting into it, and I suddenly realized that my hand was in my swampy panties, two fingers shoved up my twat.Mr. White was pounding away at Mrs. White, his body slapping into hers. I guess the sound woke something in him, because on one down stroke he slapped Mrs. White on the ass. "Oh yes!" she hissed.Taking the encouragement,. He could see the fur that lined the leather cloak caressing her face, no doubt keeping her warm against the winter weather."That cloak must be like wearing an all-over fur blanket," he said. "I think I might be jealous of it."Looking confused, she unwrapped the cloak from her body and hung it from a hook by the door."Jealous of what?" she asked curiously."I want to be the one keeping you warm," he answered.With a little squeal, she jumped him, wrapping herself around him. He held his coffee. This made her so hot and horny, she started grabbing my hair tight and was trying to push towards her wet hairy pussy. I wanted to make her want for more. I worked slowly towards her perineum, she couldn’t resist before the whole room was filled with her scream to suck her pussy. I didn’t waste any single moment and went right in. The taste of her pussy was heavenly and every drop was tasting great. I enjoyed every bit of it while sucking her vagina and increased my pace of sucking. My. “Anna, we can’t possibly do that. I’m your uncle,” he said calmly, even though he could barely think of anything other than his niece’s delicious tight hole and how it would feel wrapped around his dick.“Please, Uncle Nick, I know you want me. And plus, you don’t want some random guy fucking your sister’s precious daughter, do you?”He couldn’t argue with that.“Ok, if you’re sure, but you have to promise me that you’ll never tell anyone about this, not your mom, not your friends, not anyone,.