"You said it yourself. You weren't allowed to date. You'd had no relationships with boys, either romantic or otherwise. What you were feeling was horm...ones, that's all." You're trying to give me a way out of having the feelings I had. You don't need to. Maybe you're right, at least about when it first started. But it went on until I left for college. By then he was my lover, not my uncle. By then I was old enough to understand what was going on. And by then..." She stopped and swallowed. She. During the movement of my cock my balls were touching her ass and this touch was increasing our pleasure. During fucking i continued kissing her lips and tongue. After about five minutes i cummed deep inside her cunt. At the same time she also reached her orgasm. She tightened her cunt and squeezed every drop of cum with her cunt. After that i did not withdrew my cock from her cunt. We remained in this position for about 15 minutes. After which we started kissing again. With her warm kisses my. ” Her eyes were wide, so wide, but she was still here! Still with me. “I have a confession,” she said, and there was a trace of uncertainty in her voice. Her hands tightened around mine. My heart dropped six feet below the floor, but I was confused. If she was going to say what I thought she was going to say, why was she pulling me closer? Her hand came back to my hair, touching again. “I love this,” she said. My heart changed direction and hit the ceiling. What? Shouldn’t she be angry? I. Her outfit, if it could be called that, basically consisted of three kitchen towels. Her top was in the handkerchief style made famous a few years back also by Jennifer Aniston. The difference here was that Sandy's top was much smaller and its shape completely distorted. Its top edge hung on the tip of her tits, barely covering the nipples. The top's pointed front bottom was only a few inches from the top edge so the bottom edge failed to cover the bottom and the side of her tits. With Sandy's.