..keep fucking me like that Uncle Mike"Mikes cock is gliding in perfectly with a steady rythm and he begins to have to pace the strokes to keep from c...umming to soon. "You feel so smooth and snug and creamy. I wish I could fuck you slow and easy like this all night long."he says. "Don't go faster, but push firmer and longer at the end." Mike pushes,"Mmmmm....puuuuussshh....ohhh...just like that, keep doing it just like that." "Talk to your favorite niece Uncle Mike." she says. "Your such a. Instead of a hospital gown, he wore the pajama set Darla had purchased for him, and he was sitting in a chair, not lying on the bed. He also wore a hat. Had the bandage on his head been removed?The boy smiled, obviously happy to see them."Vince," David said, "we brought a couple of people you haven't met yet." He pulled Joe forward. "This is Joe Paterson, my father-in-law. He's a horse whisperer. Do you now what that is?" Like in the movie?" Vince said."Sort of," Joe said and stuck out his. She was not far from his seat.For a fleeting moment, Gary smiled a little bit when he saw Fumi. She was a happy sight to behold for him, even though he had only seen her a few times so far. The little girl saw him, and she even lightly smacked her desk with happiness at seeing him.Gary went and had a seat at his desk. He had a good position in the room. He was near the back and away from any students that seemed threatening to him. Fumi sat two seats ahead of him, but at least he could see. It's too bad she was looking down when she said that. If she'd been paying attention I'm sure she would have seen the anger in my face. Our house was no prison. Hell, I didn't even want to buy it. I thought it was too big and too expensive, but once she saw it, she just had to have it. Now I'm fighting like hell to keep it and she's calling it a fucking prison. I had a choice; I could either open my mouth and tell her just what I thought of her analogy, or walk away. I chose the latter.Over the.