"God, little girl, you mean what I think you mean?" Right on, you're elected," Millie stated, standing and dropping her cut- offs. "It's your turn to ...uck me now, Uncle Matt."Her hairy cunt was like an explosion between her legs. Then her fingertips reached into the curly jungle, snagging and separating her pussylips so a slice of vibrant pink showed. Next, as she kept her pussy spread, it dripped with the leaking juice of female arousal."I'll bet," she then said, "that your cock's as big and. Wildly I could still feel an orgasm building in my vulva. This was different. This was actually an orgasm in my butt. An anal orgasm; did they even have those? Was that even possible?It had to be possible a small one had already gone through me and another bigger one was building. It was deeper than a vaginal orgasm, more widespread and diffuse but stronger and it had a spiritual aspect of it. I felt stupid thinking that and I'd never say it but I did feel like she was touching some intimate. Fir us ne kha “prem daal do mere andar mujh se rha nhi ja rha plzzz” maine kha jaisa tum kaho jaan maine us ki gand k niche ek takiya lagaya or us ki choot pe apna land ragad k use gila kiya or apna topa us ki choot k muh pe rkha or dhire se andar ghusa diya use thoda sa dard hua or us ne mujhe apne upar khinch liya or bolne lagi k dard ho rha hai maine bhi land ko aise hi rehne diya or itne me hi use dhire dhire hilane laga use bhi thoda sa accha lagne laga tha or wo apnitange kholne lagi thi. This I knew. But, she was also my daughter. Maturing though she was, this was the most illicit thought I’d ever had about her. I certainly didn’t want any more.I shook my head again, attributing my brief lack of self-control to not having had a woman with me for over two years now. I’d been divorced nearly eight, and I’d had a few relationships, but nothing recent. My work was my life, and often took over it. That was another reason I looked forward to these weekends: I scheduled nothing.