"Hello, Mr Hardacre," he said. "It's nice to meet you at last."Steven shook his hand looking slightly puzzled."Frank Edwards," he said. "I haven't eve...r dealt with you direct but my staff have spoken glowingly of you after the two or three of our clients you investigated for us." Ah," said Steven. "To tell the truth, I'd forgotten about them." Very sensible and now where is this niece of yours that Tom has spoken so highly of?"Steven turned and, smiling encouragingly at Becca, beckoned for her. "Ok uncle kyle but I want to taste you first." I said As I slid off my bed onto my knees in front of him, with his cock in my face, I wrapped both my seemingly tiny hands around his massive cock I stuck my tounge out an ran it in circles around the head, kissing the tip as I stroked his dick, I opened my mouth as wide as I could an pushed him as far in my mouth as I could. As I started to gag he grabbed my head an forced even more down my throat as I looked up into his eyes he started fucking. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, I saw the familiar car pull into the parking lot. I could barely contain my moans as he stepped out of his vehicle. His hair was the perfect length. It was like a traditional hockey flow but somehow managed to be at a decently short length. His long fingers ran through the thick brunette hair as he looked around, a bright white grin spread across his face. Every step he took was full of confidence as he shook hands with the few people standing around. He nodded, and got up warily, staying out of range of the fists. They each regarded the other, on guard for some trick which might sway the contest against them. They squared up in the middle of the room; each crouched awaiting the other to attack. There was silence, and for what seemed like an age, no one moved, as each sized up the other.Then Burnett lunged, a cheer erupted from the crowd, Paul made to counter, and found himself meeting air, it was a feint, Burnett’s next attack came at his.