Even in her confused fear, Amy found herself noting his prick and involuntarily recalling what it was like to have that same cock jammed into her. Her... pussy began secreting anew. Her nipples blossomed once again. Her firm young, tits rose and fell."You're a regular little nympho, aren't you?" he growled.Amy was too frightened to respond in any way."You love cock--and cunt, too, don't you?" he continued, slowly stalking towards her.Amy swallowed noisily. He was frightening her, but he was. ..?" She said softly. I felt her inch closer, her body pressing against the back of my legs. I nodded, gasping as she tickled the head of my cock with her fingernails, then spreading her fingers around my pole like a starfish until her palm nestled around the tip. She rotated to one side, then the other. It was unbelievable. I'd never thought to touch myself this way."Oh god...." I mumbled. "Shhh dummy, uncle's in the next room," she whispered.My cock was so wet her hand slid easily up and. Let’s treat ourselves. It’ll be like date night, only more spontaneous. There’s less pressure that way.”Reluctantly he agreed and when she got off the phone with him, Karen texted her mother and made arrangements. Then she called a nearby restaurant and booked a reservation. It was Wednesday, getting a table held for them on hump-day wasn’t as difficult as on a Thursday or Friday.Karen pushed all thoughts of what had happened earlier aside and focused on her job. The remaining few hours of work. But he was the elder in our church, and he seemed fullycommitted.Me, not so much. I just never felt right. It seemed to me that faith inGod and following a Christian path is supposed to settle all your internalproblems, but it never seemed to do it for me.It was not until I left home for my rumspringa that everything changed.Maybe you don't know what that is? Rumspringa is a period of time givento young people of the Amish faith to experience life outside ourreligious community; to sample.