Don’t you ever touch me again. I swear y’all think just because y’all are rich y’all can do whatever the hell y’all want. Well this girl o... piece of meat is off the table."Adam says," Look here you money digging whore. I can touch whatever I want because you put it out there to be touched. If you didn’t dress like a slut I wouldn’t treat you like one." He laughs but it cut short by a slap to the face. Susy say, "Fuck you." and storms off. Adam is thinking "ok bitch your days are numbers.. Her clit was first to be explained and she asked me to touch it then lick it which I willingly did. She guided my two fingers inside and asked me to feel up behind her clit inside her cunt at the different little raised area about the size of a penny (in those days). That, she explained was her “hot spot’ (now known as ‘g ’spot) and if I squeezed with her clit under my thumb and two fingers on her g spot that was especially arousing for her. I quickly did this and she almost immediately had. He always smelled so good. “Morning” I said brightly. Eagerly enjoying his hug and kiss. He stepped back, holding my shoulders. “You ready to party?” He asked, as he gave me a wink. “Um, Yeah, I guess. Partying with my parents and my uncle sounds super cool!” I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes.Uncle Steve laughed. “I’m still pretty cool for an old guy!” He said, giving me a coy smile. “I guess” I shrugged, and smiled back.Everyone started showing up to the party around seven. Uncle Steve. As he pumped easily into her warm depths, Susanna’s face set into a look of determination. She raised her hips to meet each of his thrusts. Her hands wrapped around his upper arms and tenderly urged him into the tempo that most aroused her. Her mouth formed into an easy “Oh” and she breathed through it.“You’re really good at this,” she remarked somewhat raggedly.“Lots of practice,” he managed to reply.“Hmmm,” she hummed. “I’ll bet.”She was silent, then, as the stroking continued. The sensations.