It was going to blow any minute; and to make matters worse, he felt a bubbling sensation in his stomach. It was building up and up. At first he had no...idea what it could be, but then when it traveled lower and lower, it soon dawned on him, “I gotta fart.” “Should I pull out now?” “No not yet. Maybe it’ll subside. Keep going.” Several more inches to go before his anal sphincter reached her shoulder and the pressure from the excess gas began to rise. He was feeling pain on two fronts now, but. " You can do my legs and stomach first if you like. I didn't put any on yet."Derrick looked down at he sexy young niece and could clearly see her nipples sticking though the netting, and the bottom of the suit was just as revealing, and her perfectly shaved pussy was also quite visible. Derrick knew right then that he was going to fuck her, even if it took his mental powers to accomplish it. If she were just teasing to try to get a rise out of him, she would be sorry. He took the lotion and. ”“Ok, fine,” Greg said, already with a bad feeling about this. Ethan could be an ass, which was a big part of why the hadn’t kept in touch.The three walked up to Ethan’s box seats, which were much nicer than sitting in the bleachers. The box was big enough for roughly a dozen people, with a leather couch in the back and six seats in the front on a small deck that overlooked the finish line.“What are you betting on this one?” Ethan asked as they sat down.“Well, I like the number 3,” Greg said.. Soon they were sitting with their feet up, sipping on their beers, unsure what their next move was going to be."Paul, I don't mind telling you that I'm a little scared right now. I've never done anything like this before."Taking her hand in his Paul replied, "I can't imagine you being scared of anything or anyone."She smiled back at him and said, "I know I sound tough. I've been fighting and sticking up for myself all of my life, but this is different. I don't know what to do and I don't want.