And, Meggie was standing there jaybird-naked trying to dry and comb her tangled-blonde hair. That girl might be short and skinny, she might be young and not all that pretty, but damn she had a well-toned body! She opened the door to a lower cabinet and bent over to look in. I wasnt all that tall myself, only 5-foot- 10, but I could have easily reached the shelf myself. Instead, I stood behind her, placed my hands on her slim waist, and lifted her nude ninety-pound, 4-foot-9 body easily. I held her ass against my cock for a few seconds longer. I think she was telling me about how easy it was to fix a meal using the recipe, when my right hand touched her ass and my left hand cupped a tit.
Shed been running and jumping in completions for years. They started at her petite feet and went all the way up to her ass. We reached the kitchen and she searched for the book. I only applied a little pressure, yet the girl moved. Unbelievably, she stepped between my legs and sat on my right leg. She was showing me the recipe and telling me about it. With my right hand on her back, my left hand found her belly. Now I was able to flick it, to tease it, and to bring it to heightened erection.
Served at room temperature, this dessert would be topped-off with an orgasmic portion of steaming hot cock-cream mixed with a cupful of sizzling pussy-juices. Whatever it is the kids think about me, it doesnt keep them from coming over to swim in my pool.
Beth had one of the best cookbook libraries around. A fine hot pussy and a couple of tits, mixed with a heaping helping of engorge six-inch cock, made an excellent recipe for dessert.
Her legs were spread, leaving the virginal pussy-mound completely exposed. I found the answer as to whether or not her hair color on her head matched the color of her bush. Dime-size pink nipples and quarter-size pale areolas completed the picture. Before I had pushed open the bathroom door, my cock had been lying peacefully dormant inside my jeans. She spoke to put my mind at ease, Oh, dont worry about it Uncle Jake. I should have locked the door when Mom and Dad left to go to the movies. I followed her out into the hallway and watched as she headed for the kitchen. I pulled my finger out of the pussy-hole and moved my hands away from her pussy and tits.
I was not prepared when she turned towards the door. They stood up like perky and decorative Christmas-tree ornaments. She could see my discomfort from the mistake I had made. I was playing with my nieces never-before-touched pussy and tits.
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I couldnt even tell if the color of her bush matched the color of her tangled-blonde hair. I now desperately needed to reach down and move it to a more comfortable position inside my pants. Finally, I spoke, Meggie, Im sorry I came in like this. Meggie giggled and replied with humor in her voice, I didnt hear you knocking, but even if I had I dont usually answer the door when Im strip-stark-naked like I am now. I recalled a couple of epithets boys sometimes use when watching girls asses. She reached in, and pulled out a jar of dill pickles. It came to my mind that the pickle looked like a long, curved, green-alien cock. My finger moved in lazy circles inside the warm vaginal cavity. My finger became more aggressive in its exploration. I kissed her head, I kissed her cheek, I whispered into her ear, Meggie, sweetheart, Id better stop. That young girl Meggie, my sweet virginal niece, answered hastily, No!
At the first sight of naked feminine flesh, it had awakened. When she turned to face me, it grew fully engorged. They went to see an X-rated one, so they didnt let me go. I said, Well, I shouldnt have come in without somebody answering the door. Her body was indeed well-toned, but her ass had a nice jiggle and shake. I watched as she jiggled her sweet ass across the floor and opened the door to the fridge. Meggie brought the jar back to the table and stood beside me. She opened the jar and pulled out one of the long, fat, green, sour-pickles. With them resting on her belly I buried my face in the silky-soft warmth of her freshly washed blonde curls.
I called out for Beth or her husband Tom, but heard no response.
These were my favorite things in the world to touch. I couldnt believe that this little girls pussy was full enough to fill my hand. I kept one hand cupped to a tit and one cupped to her pussy.