”Sherry sees an opportunity is about to slip away and blabs everything. “But Uncle Steve, we do it all the time! All of us! Bobby and I do it, Dad...dy and I do it, Bobby and Mom do it. So why can’t you and I do it?” Then she get this wicked look on her face and adds, “Bobby said once that he thought I could fuck the green off a cucumber.”Well, Uncle Steve just sits there looking at Sherry, then at me. “Bobby, is she telling the truth?”I have no choice but to own up. “Yeah, well she’s got a bit. When I opened the door I was surprised to find the house empty. Taken aback that the house was vacant, I knew this was the perfect opportunity to take care of my overwhelming urges. Immediately I ripped off my clothes and headed for the bedroom, fighting to keep my hands away from my hot, moistened vagina. It seemed like an eternity before I reached the bed, but finally I was there. No longer concerned with where my friend had gone, I began caressing my clit. Starting out in slow circular. She stopped and looked hard into my eyes. I felt like she has another plan rather than just giving me some satisfaction since I wanted her to stroke my dick.She stood up and went out of my room. I was pretty much pissed, why she stopped stroking and now what evil plan she has in mind. There she appeared with her juggling boobs and a broad smile. She was holding a bowl, and it had something. She came over the bed and again sat in between my legs. It was ice, I realized as soon as I felt the. I think we both screamed in harmony there for a second, while it felt like firecrackers were going off in my groin. Her pussy clamped tight around me and milked me for every drop I was worth.I collapsed on top of her, feeling her breasts flatten to either side of me. I was panting like a race horse and I still hadn't quite gone soft, but I was done for the moment. At last I rolled off and pulled her with me so we were lying face to face again on our sides."Jesus that was incredible," I said,.