"Like I said before, listen to Millie," Betsy calmly answered."Be honest, Uncle Matt. If you had it to do all over again, would you still fuck me?" Mi...lie asked."Yes," Matt admitted with a gulp."Then what about mom?" Millie continued. "If you had another chance, would you go ahead this time and fuck her?"Matt looked at his sister long and hard, then finally, as if his neck were stiff, he warily nodded. However, the real essence of his response could be seen in the other part of his body that. I have a reputation to uphold. I run the local pawnshop in a small town as the manager and I need to keep my hardass, no-nonsense persona or the local idiots will try all kinds of stupid moves. Walk softly and carry a big stick... I had a baseball bat lying in the corner ready whenever I needed to lay down the law. So in contrast I prefer my men to do whatever they want to do with me. I let them use me and abuse me, but I draw the line at pain. A little slap and tickle is fine, but don't push. His hand slid further between my legs and he tickled and probed my asshole with the tip of a finger. I jumped a little thinking about what was to come. He somehow regained his control and we laid in each others' arms for the longest time just kissing and caressing each other. I loved stroking his big cock with my hands; and it was neat to hear the moans he would utter while I played with him. At one time I used both of my hands on his cock slowly letting them roam what seemed like an acre of. When she saw me her face lit up and she came and gave ma a big hug before sitting down in the seat next to me."How's it going then?" I asked."Not bad", she replied, "Pretty much just getting my things together before I go to university.So we chewed the fat for a bit and she told me how she was off to study a three-year course and had been buying new clothes ready for the move."So how are you getting your stuff down to uni then?" I said, "Is your mum going to drive you down." Erm, we'll probably.