"Uhhhh! Ahhhhh! Ohhhh Uncle Wade, it's killing me!"

"Brenda. Beautiful Brenda!"

He had his fingers spread under the cheeks of her ass now, holding her against him as he began to feast gingerly on her delicate pussy flower. It was a rubbing, wet kind of excitement that only a man's mouth could bring. And Brenda wasn't trying to make him stop anymore. Making him stop would be like trying to cut off her own finger. The pleasure was far too intense for her to think of anything but getting more of it. Lots more!

"Ohhh, you really think I'm pretty? Aren't I awful messy?"

"Yeah, nice and messy. That's what's so pretty about you." Wade licked his lips and pushed his mouth down over her cunt again.

"Uncle Wade, I never thought I'd ever do this with a man. I never really thought I'd want to! Whhhuuhhh! Ahhhh yessss, ohhhh Wade, Wade, Wade!"

She felt dangerously close to a climax. But Wade seemed to sense something too and eased his lips back from her feverish pussy. He stripped off his shirt and hung it over the brass bedpost. When he reached for his belt, Brenda sat up and grabbed his wrist.

"Now honey, it'll be the most natural thing in the world."

"No! You're my uncle. Ohhh God, Wade. I'm so mixed up. You kissing me all over my body like this and now you're trying t…"

"Not trying to. I am." He pulled the front of his pants open and stood to pull them down. His skivvies went with them and when his cock bobbed up from between his legs Brenda gave a weak cry and bit her lip. Her uncle's cock was lots bigger than she had imagined men were like. It was long and thick like the handle of a sledge hammer. The head was oddly shaped. Kind of like a barb. It was blue too, blue and pulsing. Wade's balls hung down from the base of it. As he turned they swung against his thighs.