After showering I stood there for a moment naked and admired myself in the mirror. Going to the gym three times a week was really beginning to pay off... I cupped my 44DD breasts then slid my hands down my flat tummy to rub my fingers through my wet pussy hair and then circling around my waist to grab my round plump ass. I was pleased with how my 22 year old body had matured. My light brown skin beautifully illuminated with the droplets of water from the shower. After drying off I slipped into a. It was hard to believe that he was my mother's brother. It was his smile that made me feel very calm and eased my initial fears. "Shall I help you?" he asked. "How?" I naively asked. Again he smiles and starts kissing my chest, flicking my nipples with the tip of his tongue. Moving gradually downward over my belly, ticking my belly button. I doubt he realized how fast my heart was racing at that moment. I felt his mouth close around my cock, slowly drawing it in and out, one hand very. Once inside I close the door and peel off my rather damp shirt, jeans and boxers before stepping into the shower. I turn the handle; the streaming water is refreshing and all the sweat and grime is soon washed away. I close my eyes and sexual thoughts begin to run through my brain, carrying me away. In my fantasy, Amy knocks on the door, but there is no answer. She opens the door slightly and can see me masturbating through the textured glass and quickly shuts the door. She's a little shocked. I might have some legal recourse against them, but Uncle Bunny doubted it was worth the time and trouble to pursue it.I spent a restless night, unable to quiet my racing mind enough to really fall into any kind of sound sleep. I'd doze off for awhile, but then, I'd just snap back to full awareness when my mind started processing some of my unconscious thoughts. At seven the next morning, my phone rang again, and this time, I answered it. It was Gerta wanting to know if I felt well enough to.