We had some small talk to break the ice. All during the whole time of our conversation I had a semi-erection in anticipation of our sexual encounter, ...ooking her up and down. Katie noticed that I was rubbing on my erection through my pants, she got on her knees between my legs and I pulled out my Cock. She look at me with as to tell me of her full approval of the size of my Cock and thrust it into her mouth, hungry for the taste. Gauging it deeper down her throat with every suck. Then licking. He nodded, went and got the box. Itt had been a total of seven years since our little girl had been born, but I remember that night like it was last night. She’d been born in this very house. As Xander opened the box and pulled out the rattle, the teddy bear, and the other toys we’d happily bought in anticipation of her arrival, I picked up a picture of our little bundle. In the photo, Xander held her. Even now, I was amazed at how much she looked like his side of the family, with her red hair. ' "Hello." I said into the phone and thought, who would be calling me this late at night. "Hello." I said again and still no answer."Uncle John, he hit me again." A sobbing voice came over the phone. It was my niece Mandy. "He hit me so hard I can't move my arm." She cried into the phone.As I listened to the crying girl, I could see her pretty pudgy face and the tears that were running down it. "What happened baby?" I ask her, wishing that I could give her a big hug to comfort her.She went on. “OMG! Mom, look!” I yelled, pointing at the throbbing member.“Well, look at that! Isn’t that a nice one?” she said, all fired up, “Do you want to play with it?”“Isn’t that nasty?” I whispered, confounded by my mother’s unexpected reaction.“Yes, but it’s a fun kind of nasty” she chuckled.I was still a little too shocked. I had never even seen a real cock before. My hand wavered in the air, halfway between me and the anonymous penis.“If you don’t grab it, I will” mom urged me.“But we don’t even.