I felt her tongue swirl around the head of my d**k, and then she applied firm suction and worked her lips up and down my shaft. Her nostrils flared and she looked up at me, giving me three more vigorous sucks before she pulled her mouth off.
"Don't get me wrong, Uncle Mike, I love the manly smell of your sweaty balls. But I have to ask why you're wearing sweat pants when it's so warm in the house."
I shook my head and had to smile a little. "When I said we should both get dressed earlier, I thought it was a good idea. I thought if I wore shorts, it would be way too obvious how hard you would get me. I didn't want to be parading around with an obvious b***r all day."
She giggled and stroked my slick shaft with her right hand. "Oh, don't you worry about that, Uncle Mike. I'll be happy to
