I went through my spiel on those two pages and reached to turn to the next one. On the way back, my hand really dragged against her heavy tit and I re...sted my palm just a little higher on her thigh. I started talking about the projects pictured but my mind was elsewhere. I let my little finger move backward and it brushed the cloth in the crotch of her bikini. She had to know it was there but she seemed totally absorbed in the pictures.Once more I reached to turn the page and when I drew my hand. I was not happy about that and uncle noticed. He took my hand and led me to his bed. He sat down and lifted me onto his lap like the day before. He told me feelings inside cause your knob to go hard. It's not something you can be taught. When you enjoy a thing or even more get excited, then it will get hard. He then asked me if I played with myself. I didn't understand and thought he meant with my train set. He smiled at me. Saying. No, No, No. That is a different kind of playing. Do you. "Matt, that thing, it opened the door. It turned the keys and opened the door. They don't know how to open doors, but it opened the door..."Matt turned her around and pushed her towards the back of the restaurant. "Go!" He stepped over the body on the floor and twisted the keys out of the lock before shoving the door closed. Partway closed anyway, the snowdrift had collapsed and stopped him from shutting the door all the way. The dead were almost to the door now, moving more surely than they. There was a painful moment when her cunt lips gave way as it forced its way past them. Then his thrusting stopped and she could feel his cock swelling, pushing deeper, pressing tight against her cervix. The ball expanded also, feeling huge as it expanded stretching her internal tissues while the resilient flesh of her outer labia, trying vainly to return to their normal shape closed behind it, holding it in snuggly.They lay there, her on her back and the dog above her, knotted together. She.