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  • My uncle drove me home that afternoon. There hardcore were my Mom and Dad….Harry and Virginia Mae…”Hi Sherry! Did you have fun?” And my answer…”Yes I had a lot of fun.” I walked to my room so neither of them would smell the beer that might have been on my breath…but Mom found out later. I had spilled some on my dress in the car and it smelled. She was all over uncle for that…He apologized and told her “one beer [actually four]…I mean come on…she is almost of age and it’s part of bowling.” My Mom, Virginia Mae, calmed down…no harm no foul as far as she knew…and the only harm was that uncle had opened my eyes and my thighs to new pleasures that gave me dreams of things to come. It was a few weeks later, uncle had visited…we hugged and tickled…he made me feel tingly this time with his hugs and tickles…and “Let’s go bowling again Sherry.” I looked at my Mom who said, sternly…”No beer!” and uncle said: “Absolutely…no beer…my mistake. It won’t happen again.” And so we had another date for bowling. I was excited. I liked my uncle and we had fun. I didn’t know what would happen but wanted, ached, to find out. The weekend came. Uncle arrived, did his hug and tickle and off we went. This time he said we were going to another alley and took me across town to the “other” alley…It was over an hour drive. I wondered why we had gone so far. When we arrived, it wasn’t an alley at all but a motel. “I’ve got a room for us. Then we’ll go bowling afterward. We need to talk about things and I need to show you things that we can’t do in a car or at a bowling alley. We’ll have a good time. I promise.” I was very nervous in a good way. I was having an exciting time and mature was ready to be “brought off” again if that happened. Uncle came to my side of the car, took my hand, led me into a room that he had already arranged. It was a nice room…a couch and a bed and a TV. His expression showed the effect it was having on him. She gravitated to the sordid side of the city and became well known as a stripper and part time call girl. Tara's voice was small. “Maybe.” “I’m sorry, I don’t understand.” Completely cut myself off from those feelings. Just then he flipped me on my side and without pulling out passed my leg over his face and we were in missionary position again. As her orgasm continued to build she hardcore started to release a thick white froth also that was almost like mature weak whipped cream. " This inferior bitch will show our Master's visitor the way High Priestess. Misty weighed her options. So this meant Nadia's tits were sandwiched on both sides, painfully compressed between two lairs of metal teeth. I was young, naive, horny, and extremely stupid. “If you follow my instructions and submit to what I will do to you, there is no need to cause you harm.” I’M…. Hell, I decided in a heartbeat to indulge in this fantasy. “So,” (prepare to cringe) “You… uh, you want to be my girlfriend?” (Yep, I was suddenly an 8 year old again!) She grabbed my dick and licked me clean. Would it be an act of kindness to ask Nicole if we could anyway, or would it be insulting? I'll be in the pool.” The other girls were locked in their writhing, orgasmic pleasure. Chapter 12