"Mmmm. Naahhh. Uncle Patrick you shouldn't. Please let me up," the teenager whined.Reardon shook his head and lapped at her button more and more. His ...young niece laid back and he wondered if she was just afraid of him or if she really wanted him to continue. He got his answer as she sighed and reached her hand and caressed the back of his head lovingly.Patrick knew then that he had her and he let go of her wrist. She did remove the finger from inside her probably embarrassed to be found. Breastfeeding suits you. Just a couple more shots. God I love your nipples. So does she, the little pervert. Just look at her... feasting on that nasty nipple. They are like big fat berries when you get hot. I guess you get hot feeding her. You look horny. Stay there, feed her the other one. This is going to be good. Come on Pam just a few more. You know you like this. You like your tits sucked. Imagine having some of those construction guys here, watching you. doing this. They like big jugs. The day before everything went crazy, I lay in bed, watching my alarmclock as it hit six forty-five. I knew that in five minutes my alarmwould be going off, so it was useless to try and fall back to sleep, andyet I was in no hurry to leave the warmth of my bed. I know that formost people, it would be pretty weird to have your alarm set for ten tothe hour instead of on the hour or on the half-hour, but I have a lot oflittle quirks like that, and most of them dont make any sense, even. He finally sat up and rubbed his head, rubbing at a sore spot that madehim think that he must've tripped and hit his head and dreamed thewhole scenario. But what scenario? He could not quite seem to recallwhat had happened to him, and his memory was sort of fuzzy, as thoughclogged with cobwebs. He struggled to his feet and made his way throughthe dark shop to the street and towards home.The warmth of the sun shining woke him gradually, as did the feeling ofpressure in his bladder, warning him.