Sliding my hands up your smooth, sensual thighs, I squeeze your delicious ass, my warm, strong fingers kneading your supple cheeks. I kiss you deeply,... my tongue wrestling with yours as I feel your delicate fingers grasp my throbbing cock. You grasp it tightly, your fingers not quite able to wrap completely around the thick shaft.I pull you closer as we pull into the station. Just as the doors open, I grasp your gorgeous hips and whisper in your ear, "We're not stopping now. You started this, so. You have to understand, before she was some big ass ski center manager and restaurateur she was just another dark skinned slut. So maybe I said something like why not meet me behind the Wal-Mart like old times—I’m way better than that fat husband of yours. And she does this and gives me a kick in the chins.’ ‘OMG, you realize the complaint she’s going to file,’ Kate said. ‘Never gonna happen, not with you here,’ he said. ‘What are you talking about?’ ‘She’s Denny’s cousin. He built that. “I thought about offering to help her pay her tuition, but decided I didn’t want to put that kind of pressure on her at this point. It would be just as bad as the pressure she feels from her parents, but in a different way.”“She has to discover herself,” I said. “That’s the bottom line. And it’s important that you let her do it. After all, you’re discovering who you are. We all do that. It’s only a matter of how deep we look into ourselves. Who are YOU, Katy O’Connor?”“That’s a good question. I. Clenching my fist tightly, I shoved my hand up Uncle Tony’s ripped asshole, making him groan. It was a muffled groan, because he had taken to sucking my dad’s dick. I rubbed more lube onto my fist and started to push myself in further. A few more inches in, I suddenly struck something. It was hard, and about the size of a walnut, and I realized, as my uncle gave a particularly loud moan and I felt his rectum clench tightly around my fist, that I had hit his prostate gland. I started to massage.