The problem was Honest Johnson. It didn’t matter what I thought, the basics of the position, and the friction, and the inability to shut the previ...ous night from my mind all meant that not long after I wrapped her up in my embrace, my dick was again rapidly swelling towards full mast. There was no way Tiff couldn’t feel it, but her only response was to give out a contented little sigh and press herself more firmly into me. And that just made things harder.She wasn’t gyrating into me like she. ..==================================He blinked and looked around. There seemed to be bright lights above andaround him, but in front was just darkness - a darkness that rang withlaughter and applause.Bewildered, the young man took a step back. As he did so, he felt a handon his arm. He turned to see a grinning figure in a glittering goldjacket. The apparition was gesturing, clearly trying to usher him in aparticular direction, to steer him away from ... wherever the hell he was.The figure. Will he make a move? I plead silently. I want to feel his large hands all over me. Just like in the novels I read my protector and my lover.Uncle Don drops to his knees moving towards me.“Jayden. Once something like this starts it is hard to stop. Are you sure you want this?”“Oh Yes Uncle Don. I have been fantasying about this for years. Now I am a woman at least my body is. I have wanted you to be my lover since I learned about the birds and the bees. Please Uncle Don.”He hugs me tight. His. I met her eyes for that one last time of approval; they answered me with a look that was both loving, and desiring. Her right hand squeezed my earlobe slightly, giving me the cue to move forward. As slowly as I had stripped her, I bent my head and moved towards her right breast. At the last moment, though, I stopped."Lie down on your back."Wordlessly, my daughter reclined on the bed, settling her back over her forgotten kimono like some exquisite Goddess. I followed her in perfect.