I could see the juices on her hand.Hope then pushed my head lower and surprisingly said “Please lick my pussy, I want it so bad”.I kissed down her...body towards her hairy pussy. I could smell and see your juices on her hair and running down to her ass cheeks. I pulled apart her pussy gently with my fingers and looked inside, it was wet, really wet. I licked from the bottom of her pussy upwards towards her clit. I gently touched it and she visibly shook. I did this for a minute and I knew she was. Then she pressed down her ass muscles flexed, her perfect globes tensed and then relaxed as my cock filled her. She repeated the movement, her tongue playing with mine, and she giggled as she rode me.“Ooohh I like this, I love the way you fill my pussy when I come down on you Uncle.”“I can see your perfect ass in the mirror as you fuck me, darling, you have a perfect ass, what a shape, perfect.”“Ooohh really?”She turned her head and looked in the mirror, and while she looked she raised her ass. “You hardly even started, so get off your lazy ass and continue.”It was hard for him to tear his eyes off that hand of hers, but that’s what he forced himself to do. Convincing himself he’ll be traveling in that direction anyway, and if he was good, followed her directions, and did a good job, then that hand would be sure to stay where it was, and he’d get to see more of what it was doing. Also, maybe, by that time, it may even be doing more. This thought made Tommy more determined than ever to. I stood on the footpath feeling a bit lost and looked at her card.Jane Swanston0488 246 006.Nothing else.To say I was curious would be the understatement of the year.46The very next morning I rang her and the first thing she asked me was did I know the time. I looked at my watch and thought. “Oh shit! That’s torn it.” My watch read 7 am.I stammered out an apology and she laughed and said it was no problem and that she was an insomniac herself and was wondering if I would ring.Then she said,.