" That added a challenge that I wanted to complete. I lost my gag reflex ages ago, so that helped. Yet it took great effort to allow it to stretch my ...ipes. When just the tip of the head found its way down, he was ready to blow, but I wanted him deeper.When I pulled him out and just licked, he moaned, disappointed. All I wanted then was to let him cool down a bit before trying again. I blew on his dick and the chill first made him throb, but then let his thickness shrink a little. "Thanks for. “Gosh,” she bubbled, “I can’t believe it, here you are, in my kitchen.” She gave me another hug, “How long can you stay? I have plenty of room. We need to do lots of catching up. Let’s see…I guess the last time I saw you was…at the funeral. That was hard, Uncle Donnie, really hard.” Speaking of hard, watching my 35 year-old niece, babbling and bouncing around the kitchen, in very short shorts, was putting some life into my manhood. I slid my chair closer to the table, so she wouldn’t notice. At. Her large perky EE tits were certainly not the biggest ones in Bonerville. But for her short frame, standing at only 5'3'', they seemed larger as they actually were and were perfectly sized. And they were big enough to stretch out her cashier outfit. Although she was wearing a bra underneath it, her boss had insisted on it, her always-erected nipples were still noticeable through the fabric. Nikky grabbed one of her jugs and felt the weight of it. She then pressed both together and straightened. All I heard was giggling. What to do? If what was happening was innocent behaviour, then why the secrecy? I am by nature inquisitive and as Alice and Rachel were in the 'van' I wanted to know if anyone else was present, and if so, who it was. I also wanted to know what was causing the giggling. If they had alcohol in there, I was going to remove it and make sure it never happened again.Our parents had gone to the second wedding of mum's sister and had left me in charge for the weekend. This was.