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She couldn't wait to go dancing with him. She couldn't wait for him to hold her as if he was her boyfriend, lover, her significant other, or husband instead of her uncle. She couldn't wait to press her voluptuous body against him. She hoped he'd reach down and cup her firm, shapely ass while dancing with her. Now that he had already seen her naked breasts, finding a discreet, dark corner of the dance floor, she hoped her he'd cup her bra and cocktail dress clad breasts in his hand and finger her emerging nipples while dancing with her.
'I can't wait for the dance,' she thought while driving home. 'I can't wait for Saturday night.'
To be continued...
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- COMMENTS
Lust4Sure9 months agoThis story just keeps drawing us along with the anticipation of Lydia finally getting her uncle's cock buried in her cunt. It is strange how many females I've fantasies over though I found that most would not act upon my hints, I wanted to fuck them. Some women respond positively and others very negatively. Though I'm being drawn along by the writer, I'm also starting to lose interest in the story. Too much dialog for myself without physical action.
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