She swallowed hard and took a deep breath which left her chest with a big sigh.“Uncle Charlie,” her voice was trembling, “promise me you’ll ne...er leave me.”I didn’t expect her to say that and was confused. I knew pretty much from what I could see and hear that something was broke inside her. She was sweet and yet a fragmentary girl.I got off my chair and knelt down beside her. Inside, I cried with her. In life nothing, as a rule, bothered me. But, women crying, or worse, girls, did get to me. I. She wasn’t experienced but had a good feeling for it and her obvious enthusiasm made up for a lot.She kept this up for a few minutes, his cock soaking in her saliva and dripping down between her breasts before she jacked him a few times and crawled to his bed.She sat on the edge of the bed on all fours, her pussy ready for his cock.Josh walked over, his cock as hard as it could be as he aimed it for her cunt, his hands on her hips, standing behind her.“Show me what it is to be a straight woman”. I have an innate distrust of some of the people I work with, and of those who employ us. I have a bent. I really do not like or trust people, and I am completely self-reliant in all things physical and emotional. The cabin was my hermitage ... my cave, if you will. I do not get emotional or gain emotional attachments ... except possibly to my closest family, whom I rarely see. I have not been home for the ten years I've been in government service.There was one exception to this (isn't there. They sent a group over to rent an apartment for a playhouse for their little sex parties! They have gotten smart to the fact if someone complained about the club being frequented by young white bitches wanting big black cock! They could lose their liquor license and have to close their club as well as lose all that sweet pussy. My wife set them up with an apartment even helped by demonstrating it fucking the two owners all afternoon. She came home late that afternoon rubbing her well-fucked.