“I won’t leave you, Dag,” she said, turning back to me. She came around the table and laid a hand on my shoulder. I looked up at her and took a ...bite of oatmeal. I didn’t taste it, but it didn’t make a difference. Riley wasn’t leaving. There was no need to panic. The world was slowing back to normal. I was okay. She reached around and straightened my tie, flooding my senses with her fresh clean scent.“Can I ask you a question, Dag?” she said, sitting across from me.“That’s one,” I said. “Do you. I gasp to let you know I’m pleased as you start thrusting your cock in and out of me in such a perfect rhythm.You place your hands on my hips as you begin to withdraw and then plunge into me over and over again harder and harder, rocking my body up and down. I love fucking you!Our bodies bucking against one another I beg you to cum with me. You are pleased with your progress and tell me not yet lover, not yet. You are tweaking my nipples and your breathing is hard on the back of my skin.Your. She knew whom it was without having to turn around—HIM. His voice had filled her head for weeks with visions of how he could just look at her and turn her legs to mush. Just thinking about him would set her heart racing, but she didn’t know how he felt about her, if he even felt anything at all. Just as she thought that, he leaned down and rubbed her ankle for her. She was sure her heart stopped beating at that touch. She was sure the world stopped moving. ‘Here let’s get you off the trail and. " "You liked it when I had my cock in your sweet ass?" "Oh, God, yes, are you fucking k**ding me..." We both began to stroke our cocks as we spoke more and more intensely... "Uncle, imagine my lips around your cock okay?" "Oh, God..." I gasped, as I stroked... "Imagine my lips around your beautiful hard cock, uncle!" "I feel you, my darling. I feel you..." "Yeah?" he gasped, "Oh, now imagine me doing the same, okay", I quivered. "Okay, uncle". "My lips around your cock..." "Yes...".