She looked up to see her Uncle Bob leaning over the edge of the bed, looking down at her."You OK?" he said.The whole thing suddenly seemed hilarious a...nd she started giggling. Then the enormity of what had happened struck her and she stopped. She looked up at the uncle she adored."It was IN me!" she said in awe. "You popped my CHERRY! It was up INSIDE me Uncle Bob!" I know" he said softly. "I felt it. But are you Okay?" You know?" her serious gaze locked with his. "I think I AM Okay!" She. He'd been a cowboy most his life, and he had that peculiar capability to sit still and be patient, without saying a word for hours. It came from a life of hunting as a means of supplementing the table, and an inner peace that dispelled the jitters most city folk suffer from. But when I offered, he turned me down."I'll just stay here and take care of the place while you're gone," he said."But there will be people, and food," I said."Frankie be there?" he asked, with a twinkle in his eye."Maybe,". ” he demanded sub-vocally. Captain Holzetti asked with resignation. He was really tired of the arrogant idiot. Whenever he talked to Dufresne he wondered if the village that lost their idiot even bother to look for him or just cheered his departure.After briefly repeating the insulting conversation he just had, he said, Captain Holzetti replied curtly, annoyed by his attitude. he replied sullenly. The clearly implied word ‘crap’ went unsaid at the end of the sentence.“I know the captain and. Tasty isn’t it?” I am like a robot following his instructions. He has a musky smell and as my tongue glides over his cock. I taste his pre-cum. I keep stroking his fat cock while wondering what it would feel like in me. My mouth stretched wide open I suck on his shaft. My mouth fills with saliva, and I coat him liberally as I attempt to get as much of him in me as possible. The thrust of his hips drives it in to the point where I gag. Then I hear him groan and jet after jet of his hot salty cum.