‘Can I please touch myself Sir?’ She said. ‘Okay, quit looking at me with those big begging puppy eyes, I’ll tell you.’ Those weren’t begging puppy eyes, she wanted to say, but she didn’t, she kept her mouth shut, way too curious to figure out what particular preferences he had. Milf sex She walked past the warm blowers into the little store. With her sleeve she cleared her breath of the window. After a moment of hesitation she handed him the crumpled cotton. His fingers now poking around in her bare pussy. She tried to look as reliable and trustworthy as possible. It was a weird feeling, new and different from anything she’d ever felt before. Uncle Brian was in charge, she just needed to go with the flow. Yet she kept on blushing. His hands grabbing her hips. She could imagine women feeling attracted to him everyday. He got rougher. It made her pussy clench together a burst of arousal spreading through her groin. She pushed her thighs together and rubbed the wetness all over her skin as
