I really wished that I were Emma’s age. I reckon she would have been mine and I would have been able to fuck her whenever I wanted to; I often thin... about it when I read her posts on Facebook; I have a couple of really good photos of her; wearing low cut tops; showing her gorgeous cleavage. When I got home from the supermarket I quickly stowed everything away and then sat on the sofa with my laptop scrolling through my pictures of her and started to stroke my cock.I started looking forward to. I shuddered, whimpered. Every blast of cum bathing my mind in ecstasy.I loved it.Sylph popped her mouth off my dick. She spun around on me while I trembled in the grip of my orgasm. She kissed me hard. She shoveled my own salty futa-cum into my mouth, mixing with the sour flavor her asshole.And then something poured into my mouth: energy.Winds howled around us. They swirled around us as I kissed Sylph, snowballing my cum back and forth with her. My eyes rolled back into my head. My hands. Walking out of the tiny bathroom, Islumped down on the bed. The mattress wasn't very thick and I could justfeel the wires under it, not enough to be uncomfortable but enough to beannoying."That bastard couldn't even provide a pillow," I thought as I laid there."He'll get his someday..."***I stared at the blank screen simply blinking. "I can't believe that bitchfound me let alone threatened me. I know I usually kidnap children but inher case, I could make an exception...kidnap her...have her. I had walked into the bathroom to piss just as she climbed out of the shower. I jerked off three times that night thinking about her wonderful body.Several minutes passed as I watched my uncle fucking his sister, my mother, and I kept stroking myself as I watched. Finally he groaned and added his load to her fuck hole and then pulled out. I had no idea how many loads she had filling her cunt at that time but I could see cum dripping from her open hole and running down her thigh. Uncle Ken.