I always thought it was a shame you were a guy!" Chris wasincredibly horny and the sight of Debbie breathing hard and leering athim brought him to new... heights of arousal. He stepped toward her, butshe backed away again."Let me get a look at you. God, you've got a great body! Are thosereal? Turn around and let me see all of you."Chris stepped back and turned a slow circle in front of Debbie, feelinghis hips sway as he stepped from foot to foot. Debbie let out a loudwolf whistle. Chris blushed. ‘You fucking cow!’ she snarled, and launched herself up the stairs. Andrew grabbed her back and she struggled. ‘Let me go you asshole!’ she screamed. ‘Calm down, now lets go into the lounge,’ Andrew growled, as he struggled to pull her back. I followed them in. ‘You stupid bloody cow, you fucked everything up. Do you know how long I’ve planned this?’ I didn’t so I shook my head. I think it annoyed her because she started struggling again. ‘Can’t you get your own bloody bloke, do you have to. After our pleasantries, she began talking about how some people really piss her off. I sat silent as she rambled on. At some point I affirmed that she was right about whatever she was talking about. She then put her hand on my right leg."Thank you, sugar man," she told me.She didn't remove her hand as she continued. Every so often, she'd rub up and down on my thigh. Of course I became hard. When we ordered another drink she told the bar man, "This is my sugar man."After we finished our drinks,. Who did she hook up with Tom Brady? I mean, why would she go fuck someone else when she has you. Like, why get a hamburger if you have steak laying in the bed with you.I shook my head and kept the conversation going, and it got moe graphic and personal for both of us. It just seemed like I was talking to another adult not my niece. I told her we had taken a stab at swinging for a while but she decided to head out on her own a few times without saying anything, and that was against our rules. I.