Main: Hmmm, nice.Fir main palat kar uncle ko dekhi. Apne dusre hath mein thuk kar unke lund par bhi thuk malti hui boli: Aur aap, ab aapki bari bataiy...?Ashok uncle: Mmmm, toilet mein, tumhare bathroom mein.Main: Hahaha! Jaanti thi aap wahi kahoge.Main fir papa ko wapas dekh boli: Ab aap, batao.Papa: Mmmm, kitchen ke counter par tumhe baithake.Main fir uncle se poochi: Aur aapka agla kaha?Ashok uncle thode sochkar bole: Floor par, Tumhe leta kar.Main: Hmmm, apke sare dirty hai uncle, hahaha.. This time. And of course my little head loved to dream up situations in which instead of my hand, it might get to slide into something a lot closer to a real, live pussy. Like an actual, real, live pussy. And even though the portrait hadn’t shown anything other than a little pubic hair above a tantalizing shadow, my little head knew which real, live pussy it wanted to plunder.In other words, I felt a little bad that I thought about fucking Hannah while I fucked my hand instead. I was pretty. The feel of her hairless crotch was super and my cock continued to harden. I took my hand out of her knickers and moved her a little further down my legs to give my penis room to move. Is that enough? I asked. She shook her head. I jockeyed into a position which allowed maximum comfort and supported her head and legs. Putting my left hand under her shoulders I used my right to encourage her to spread her legs a little. Then I replaced it under her dress and back under the waistband of her. I didn't feel like wearing a bra today, since my boobs were still sore from being pierced. I slid on my ultra tight black mini skirt and put on my favorite low cute sleeveless sweater vest. I did my hair and put on a little make up. I found my 4 inch black stilettos and grab my purse and headed off to work. When I got to work my boss called me into his office and let me sit in his chair ass I showed him a presentation. I was kinda horny since I knew he was looking down my vest instead of the.