“Jim! JIM!!” I didn’t turn around, as my name wasn’t Jim, but I recognized the voice. It was the voice of the demon inside me who reminded ...e of my poor decisions. “Uncle Jim?”Isabella and I turned together, and sure enough, there was Ronnie. Cute as ever. Not even 5 feet tall, dressed in a short skirt with tall boots and a white button down blouse. Her brown hair tied up in a ponytail that was draped around her shoulder.“Uncle Jim!” She said again, leaping into my arms. I was stunned.. Even as Folkvar cried out in agony at the death blow he witnessed taking his wife, he could not help but swell with pride at her unchecked valor. A few warriors attempted to bar his path from his dying wife but they were cut down like stalks of wheat. Painted in the blood and bits of gore of his fallen adversaries, he reached her side as she fell to the ground. Her glazing eyes looked up at her husbands face, pressing her palm into his jaw in a last gesture of love before she fell through the. With one movement she pulled my jeans and my boxers down, freeing my cock, which bobbed down and then free from its confined space, filled up with blood and grew even harder. The feel of her hand as she gently ran her fingers over my cock was divine, and I felt myself get light-headed as she caressed my cock, feeling my balls tighten as her fingers tease me.We are standing slightly apart from each other, allowing my hand to slide up her inner thighs, until I feel the warmth coming from between. We expected the moment to be fleeting as he would quickly grab the towel to cover himself, but he didn't. He just stood there with his hands on his hips, a playful smile on his lips. "Do you like what you see, girls?" he asked. Holly gawked at the size of Nick's penis. She had only seen photographs up to this point in her life so this was quite a revalation. Once she realized that she was staring this way she blushed and looked away. Nick picked picked up the towel but did not wrap it.