It of course gets more sexually explicit and graphic towards the end...I was born and grew up in what many would probably call an average small suburb.... In my early years, while starting puberty I began to explore sex the way I assume many boys across the world did to start. A few times during this period I became curious about girls and what made them so different from boys. One of the obvious differences were in clothes. Bras, thongs, dresses, skirts, and bikini’s vs suits, ties, boxers etc.. Further back in the yard a younger woman was feeding the dogs and laughing as they kept leaping up to take the tins of meat from her even before they'd been opened!"Rosa," daddy said. "This here is my little girl Piper."Immediately, she took me into her arms and hugged me."Thank the Lord he found you, Piper," she said in an echo of daddy's New York office. "I reckon he was just about ready to give up and be a lonely old man, getting even more ornery than he is now." I doubt that Rosa," I. They gazed upon mine in an eternal knowingness of the secretiveness, the rarity, and the perfection of the moment. His gentle, brutal face was unique and all men at the same time. I was the boy and he was the man. I was the son and he was the father. I stared at the huge cock before me. I squeezed it. I took my hand from his dick and squeezed my wrist. They were the same thickness. The head was full and enflamed, purplish blue along the outer flaring ridge. Pre-cum oozed sweetly from within. He could feel the hardness of her nipples as they poked and prodded against him.“Girl, you’re one amazing woman, you know that?” Ben lovingly praised his niece. “A man spends days out on the range, and you make him feel like there’s nothing he can’t do just as soon as he gets home. How the hell do you do that? And how come I’m such a lucky son-of-a-bitch, having someone so special in my life?” Amy just smiled, then kissed her uncle softly before she answered his questions.“Guess that’s because.