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Pleasure bloomed instantly, hot and sharp. I closed my eyes and let the fantasy take over completely. In my mind, Ares was right there, kneeling between my spread legs. His strong hands gripped my thighs, holding me open for him. His deep voice rumbled against my skin. “Look at this pretty pussy,” dream-Ares growled. “So fucking wet already. Is this all for me, Sophie? You’ve been aching for your husband’s uncle to eat this cunt, haven’t you?” I whimpered and rubbed my clit faster, pressing harder. My hips rolled forward, chasing my own fingers.

Zachery’s party, they must be associated with Felix too. “Me too, I’ve been busy with work,” She replied, Olivia awkwardly sipped the wine she held as she awaited their response. “I heard Felix’s uncle is coming,” one of the girls squealed. Olivia frowned, she wondered how Felix suddenly had an uncle. “I heard too,” the girl who had dragged me commented, “ I can’t wait to see him, I heard he is handsome,” “Oh he is handsome,” another girl chimed in, she had a dreamt was my look on her face as she spoke.

Charvie was quick to place a hand on Jessamine's lips. "Stop being noisy, I said mine calmly." "Bryan's uncle, Is he old? Like old... white-haired old." Jessamine lowered her voice, trying not to yell. 'Old...nah, she was sure Cruz was older than her, because being her ex's uncle says it all, but not the kind of old Jessa had in mind...Jessa loved hot guys and she could die for one, if she saw Cruz, she wondered what would be her reaction.' "I had no choice, he was better than a cheat." Charvie shrugged keeping Jessamine in a suspense Jessa didn't like.

When Akiko finally recognized the messy hair, she screamed loudly. "Impossible!" Akiko screamed again. She refused to believe the disgusting reality she had just realized. It couldn't be that she slept with her own uncle! "Kenji... Uncle..." Akiko stuttered as she saw the body move, then awoke from her screams. It was definitely her uncle. That was why her aunt was hysterical and kept cursing her. "No... This can't be..." Akiko shook her head. There was no way she had just done the unthinkable with her uncle.

Two hours of cigarette smoke, laughing at dumb ass shit and talking about women as if their mamas raised them to grow up to be dickless men with commitment issues and a hard on for women who will never be worthy of anything more then a quick fuck behind some dingy trash car in a back alley behind some hole in the wall bar. I hear my aunt talk about some trashy ‘whore’ my uncle got caught balls deep inside by the police after they had been called about someone getting killed in the back alley of a bar. Turns out the chick was just very vocal. When the car start to come to a standstill I almost want to stretch but force myself to remain as still as possible. The sound of metal and clanking can

She dared to ask about something that had been bothering her for a long time. "What?" Joe replied, returning Clara's gaze with love. "How many times has Uncle been in a relationship?" Clara asked. "Never, Clara, but I've been married once!" he answered. "I used to admire Vivian, I was only focused on her and was going to make her my wife. But... you know how it is now, only disappointment I got!" he said. "How many women has Uncle kissed?" Clara inquired. Her curiosity about the man was very high.

“Dear Verena, I received your response to the previous email and I’m confused about the pictures you sent. Maybe you don’t realize how dangerous the—“ The drawl of a voice behind me startled me, causing me to nearly drop my phone. My Uncle. He slid on the stool beside me, the knot in my stomach tightening as I tried to put on a bold font. Act like I wasn’t affected by his presence. “Had a lot of fun?” he said, nursing his drink. My muscles tensed but I wouldn’t succumb to the fear of him. “We shouldn’t be talking. You and I don't share a close relationship for you to ask me about—” Those darkened eyes locked on mine and my heart slammed hard against my rib cage. “I am not asking if you enjoy

"Oh, look! Your sister is starting the cake! Come on, Orion, you know how she gets if we aren't there to cheer for her." Noah grabbed Orion’s massive hand with his own small, soft one, tugging on him with all his might. To anyone watching, it was a sweet scene: the tiny, feminine uncle leading his "cherished" giant of a nephew toward the family festivities. But as Orion followed, his hand engulfed Noah’s, his fingers lacing through the soft, porcelain digits. He watched the way Noah’s wide hips swayed beneath the silk of his trousers, the bouncy gait that was entirely too provocative for a man who claimed to be innocent.

"Uncle Matt, yes, I will marry you." I lay on the hospital bed, phone pressed to my ear, my other hand limp at my side as my vacant eyes lingered on the bloodstained bandages around my wrist. How many times had I tried to end my life? I could no longer remember. All I knew was that whenever the waves of despair came crashing down, I felt no desire to keep on living. On the other end of the line, Matt Harlem corrected me, "Audrey, I am John's uncle, not yours. You should call me 'Matt.' Or, 'honey'."

My name is Nicky Roberts. I'm a college student crashing at my uncle's place nearby. I've always been hairy for my age—nineteen, full of hot blood, and craving women more with each passing day. Every night, I'd find a porn video, secretly blow off steam with one of my aunt's stockings, then toss it back in the washing machine. My aunt's a flight attendant. First thing after work every day, she peels off her stockings. She has an oval-shaped face, creamy skin, and a pair of breasts so huge even her uniform can't hide them—buttons practically ready to pop. Just picturing her body in my head is enough to get me off.