Charlotte
The words “Goodnight, Uncle,” the words were spoken almost like a door being shut and a barrier being broken. Then I waited.
It didn’t take very long at all. I could feel his hand traveling down my body, over my hip, and then between my legs.
His fingers on my c**t as he started slowly rotating my c**t in torturous circles, his c**k was still buried inside me, pulsing life of its own.
I could feel the muscles in his body tense as he broke. Then he shifted, the pretense of “sleeping” abandoned, and he started f*****g me hard, deep, and fast.
His hips slammed against my ass as he thrust his c**k into my p***y with a pressure that knocked the breath from my lungs.
My limbs were limp, my eyes were shut tight—playing the part of the sleeping niece—while on the inside, I was scr
