I said it again, “uncle Bill, I want to fuck you so bad!” “That’s good, Lisa,” he said, “that’s very good, baby”, but at that point he...had a lot more patience and restraint than I did. His hand reached for the zipper and gave it a final tug; he smiled and watched as my “fuck me” skirt slipped down my thighs and fell to the floor around my ankles. I expected him to throw me down on the bed and fuck me right then. But he made me fucking wait; I was dying! I started to pull off my top. I wanted to. He wasn't sure if it was his amateur attempts at self medication, or just his desire to take control of his own body, but by the time he dialed the phone at the appointed hour, he wasn't feeling too bad.On the second ring the phone was answered with, "Hi honey. How was your flight?"Linda often answered the phone that way when he called, showing him that she expected the call to be from him. "Hi to you too, dear. My flights were fine, as usual."Even though he tried to prevent himself from saying. You could tell he wanted to feel my prick and I jerked just thinking about someone else pulling on it! I put a picture up on the screen of a lady with her dress pulled down to her waist and her big fat tits hanging out. The lady was a cutie and the best part was there was a big fat cock stuffed in her open mouth. Boy it was good! I told John I’d like to pull her tits and to whip it out if her wanted to jack off with me. A jerk off party over the internet porn wouldn’t be bad at all I. Even as tired as I was, it responded to her frantic but practiced grasp and she sighed with eager anticipation and relief as she began to guide it inside of her.The Lady Firefly, hardly an appropriate term for this tiny young slutty minx in heat, was short enough that I couldn’t make a direct entry inside of her with her standing, so I grabbed her inner thighs and lifted her up with ease, with her back still braced against the brick wall until I could drive myself inside of her. She wrapped her.