Uncle Jack had asked that I help him with the little girls once in awhile when they were gone. "Would you mind, Brendan?" Mom asked.What to do? I didn...t have a reason I could articulate, other than"Uncle Jack wants to pull my panties down and fuck me."Then it hit me. Why not?I thought I would enjoy a good shagging from a big, hairy older man.And we weren't related.Sure, I loved Charlie. But we were too young to be exclusive. And if Iwas caught, I would use my nuclear arsenal - tears, begging. His hard cock was ready to be sucked and I couldn’t wait to do it. From the moment I saw him, I imagined him naked and dare I say the reality was better than the fantasy. Gently, I held his cock and teased the tip of it with my tongue before taking it all in my mouth. He pulled his pants down and I stroked his balls gently with my fingertips. He moved his hips towards me fucking my mouth. I grabbed his ass cheeks and squeezed them as I felt the tip of his cock in the back of my throat. He. To this day, I still think about how she just walked out without giving me any explanation at all. Since then, I have not seen any other women. None. That is because of two reasons. One, I am scared that another would do what she did to me, and two, well, I am still in love with her. You would think after two damn years I would be over it. Well, I’m not. Every day that goes by, I still think of Miranda. I still see her long wavy dark brown hair flowing over her shoulders, the dark eyes shining. I knew what he wanted to do and I was more than willing. “You love that don’t you slut.” Jason whispered in my ear. I could only reply with a moan. Hearing him call me a slut sent another gush of juice out my pussy. They both grabbed hold of my head forcing me to eat more of Ashleigh. His cum mixed with her juices tasted so fucking delicious I didn’t want to stop. I lapped away, licking and sucking Ashleigh’s clit. Out of nowhere my fingers found their way to her pussy, I probed at her opening.