Oh yes...yes...yes." I panted as he eventually slid a long middle finger into my pussy as he licked around the itchy sides; "harder....harder.....yes......yes...yes." I was now gripping onto the sides of the table as he had my ankles nearly touching my ears. Lewis's finger was deep inside me and pressing down onto the thin membrane separating my arse from my pussy and it was turning me on like crazy. My nephew quickly realized that I like a bit of anal play started licking that little strip. A well known expression, especially if he was the fly on my wall, my bedroom wall to be more precise, every uncles dream, watching his niece discover sex.I was a good girl, I felt his hard cock when I was 10, during a family get-together at the Summerhouse. I was lying on a sofa like seat reading, when he came over, reeking of booze, lent over me, and pulled my hand onto it.I had mixed reactions, but loved the feel of it, big, strong, warm, and soft, and when he covered my hand and made me move. As she pulled away from our kiss, she raised her fingers, so I could see them glistening in the light, they were wet, very wet, She touched them to her lips, her tongue flicked out, and licked. I watched both shocked and amazed, of a sudden, I understood what erotic meant.She held her fingers, to me, and hesitantly, I tasted. It was a strange taste, not unpleasant, but it wasn’t so much the taste, as the feeling that came over me. Suddenly I knew, I wanted this girl to touch me more, I needed. Leroy neededa ride home because his dad couldn’t pick him up becauseof a business meeting he had to attend.Janet had offered to drive him home after the game. Shewore a pair of slacks and a white blouse and looked goodenough to eat. The match went into over time and it waslate by the time they left the school grounds.As they drove to Leroy’s house he sat next to Janet. Hishand would touch her leg Janet every once in a while.Once when they were at a stoplight she glanced over atthe.