Tim Peterson: So naughty niece

"Nnnnn, mmmmmm, uuunnhh!" Sondra whimpered delicately, gripping the edge of the counter. With her eyes closed and her head lolling back, she was drifting to a high peak of excitement, swept higher and higher by the motions of her uncle's tongue.

The tone of her voice soon became strained. He was really going at her, determined to make her come again. He knew just what to do, and he didn't pull any punches.

Sondra's pretty face, twisted with fierce pleasure and she cried out to the heavens as her orgasm popped loose and lifted into her system with bold, sensation-filled surges. In seconds, they went higher and higher, claiming all of her with a terrific pleasure, a total fulfillment.

As if knowing when she couldn't take anymore, her climax subsided. She went fluttering and flickering into her after-come, and she gasped at the pleasure. She ran her fingers through Philip's hair as he licked comfortingly at her burning pussy.

"Tune for dinner, you two," Cheryl said. Sondra and Philip exchanged loving glances and then a kiss as he stood, and they moved together toward the table. Sondra knew that Cheryl hadn't been able to come up with anything for dessert, but it didn't matter. Sondra would take care of that herself.