I actually didn't have a sexual dream, but I dreamed that she had told my mom about what had happened, and my mom had gone on to say that she had sex ...with her brother all the time. It was weird. When I woke up, it occurred to me that she didn't even have a brother. That day, I snuck out around six in the morning to avoid an awkward standing with Katie. I slipped out and walked down my street till the end. At the very end of the road, after all the turns and countryside, there's a canyon wall. I must have sprayed cum inside her seven or eight times. She said, “oh my God Uncle Mark, your cum is so hot! I can feel it spreading out inside me. I’m your little bitch mow and forever!”We rolled onto our backs and she snuggled up to me stroking my now semi-erect cock.“Now I know what my mom means!” Exclaimed Tricia.“What do you mean by that?” I asked.“She says nobody can pound a pussy like your Uncle Mark.” Replied Tricia.“And how would she know that, I’ve never fucked Stacy!” I quipped.“She. ."Earl." I pushed his head back hard now, pulling at his hair. "Earl stop." I said firmer.His head left my breast, nipple wet and warm now, back in the cold wind from the truck. I rolled my eyes with the sensations."Oh God. Earl. Stop." He had stopped. He was leaning over me, watching me. My body was what wasn't stopping. It wanted to be fucked badly. I finally opened my eyes and looked into his.He smiled. It was a charming smile, a smile that made hearts melt. A smile that any woman would. I had no idea whether she felt anything sexual when she did what she did. Was it a stepping stone to something more? Was it a schoolgirl’s attempt to connect with an older man?I'd never tried to touch her and she'd never encouraged me to do so but oh how I wanted to. The time I spent with Amber was so fleeting, just a few precious moments each morning but there was something there. Something unspoken between us.We both arrived earlier than we had previously and we talked in hushed words. About.