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“Uncle, why are you…?”
“Ruby, what does it feel like I’m doing?” I ask her with an eye roll. Silly girl asking stupid questions. I’ll have to teach her better than that.
“Holding my legs?”
“And why would I need to do that?”
“Um…. so I don’t fall?”
“Precisely,” I say through my teeth. “The more you spend time asking silly questions, the longer this takes.”
“S-sorry,” she says in a barely audible whisper before turning back to the shelf.
She leans forward to peer over the shelf that’s just slightly above her head and it pushes that pert ass back and into my face.
I can’t resist the perfect opportunity, so I lean in just enough that her skirt is touching the top of my head, and I breathe in the skin just above my hands.
It leads to even softer skin that would feel even the smallest touch of my mouth, which is why it’s not a surprise that she shakes and lets out a yelp when my hot breath exhales against her.
“Uncle Raymond? What… why did you—”
“Why did I breathe?” I ask, scoffing. “Seriously, Ruby. I just took a deep breath. Stop being so jumpy. Are you even looking for the coin or are you more worried about if I’m going to hold you up or not?”
“I’m looking, I promise,” she says quickly, almost panicked. It makes me smile, hearing the fear in her voice.
“You stupid little girl, Ruby,” I say sharply, yanking down her panties. “I ask you to help me with one thing, and you throw a fit like a little child.”
“I-I’m trying!” I can hear her rummaging around between the various books and knickknacks I have on the shelf, but nowhere in there will she find my coin. “Uncle, what are you doing?”
It hasn’t left the hidden pocket in my wallet since my grandfather gave it to me nearly thirty years ago.
“That feels weird… S-stop!” Each time she moves, it makes her hips wiggle, which is far too tempting to resist, so I don’t.
“P-please, no…” she whimpers, her voice breaking. Lube wasn’t enough for her tiny hole. It was no wonder she screamed bloody murder when I aligned the head of my cock. “I’ll be good… I swear… just stop… Uncle!”
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