’ Paul leaned down and kissed her on the lips. It wasn’t passionate, just an affectionate pass to convince her to loosen up. Marge returned the ki...ss, but wasn’t deterred. She handed Paul a beer. ‘Shoo! Shoo!’ she waved her arms at him. ‘You go out on the porch and let me get to work.’ Paul obediently trudged out alone to the porch and settled into a chair and sipped his beer. He wasn’t used to being ‘shooed’. He appreciated Marge’s good intentions, but would have preferred a drink together. Startled, I tried to swipe her phone from her, but she held it just out of my reach.“Uncle John, I’m trying to set you up with someone,” she said“With who?”Cassandra turned her phone screen to me. Staring back at me was a gorgeous blonde lady with green eyes and full, pink lips. She looked as though she had stepped straight out of a YA novel (I was embarrassed to admit that I still read those).“Her name is Samantha, but don’t call her ‘Sam’ — she hates that,” Cassandra said, registering my. There was a minute of silence, the sectary was probably really shocked."Alright then... name?" she asked."Jaclyn Hugh." I said.The sectary opened up her laptop."Well, that's weird. It says here your a straight A student and that you have alwaysbeen very well behaved. I guess hormones caused this. Don't worry, self sex is normalduring puberty." she told me."Yeah.." I said awkwardly.The rest of the day I spent in the office, staring at the wall. That was mypunishment. When the day was over I was. Then I repeated the process. I wasn't able to keep it up through ten strokes the way John did when he fucked my throat. But I could handle six strokes between breaths and that seemed to satisfy Radd.I was half way through sucking his cock, if this can be called cocksucking, before I realized that the pain had diminished to a bearable level. I was just getting over the shock of that realization when Radd thumped the top of my head and said, "Finish me off with your hand, bitch. I want to cum in.