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In the brief few seconds that she was bent over, I gazed at the puffed pussy-lips and the slit splitting the magnificent pussy-mound. They had talked about how an active lifestyle can delay puberty. Some of them dont reach their pubic maturity until their late teens. She made one last futile attempt to brush the tangles from her hair. She found her voice, and spoke, Oh, Uncle Jake, its just you. She did not move her arms and hands to cover her pussy or tits. Although she didnt have hair on her pussy, she did have tits on her chest. Finally, my mind found some words, But, Meggie, wouldnt you rather have a young boy touching you, maybe someone from school, or maybe someone from the neighborhood?

They know I prefer a nude pussy-mound to a hairy, bush-covered one. I recalled a TV report I saw about pre-pubescent girls. I saw that this petite girl had finished drying her hair and had laid the hair dryer aside. The naked girl in my lap and the hard cock in my pants clouded my judgment.

While short and skinny, I reckoned the legs to be shapely. That girl stood flatfooted and bent from the hips to pick it up. You never know when some pervert might come to the door. Mom told me that if I saw you I was to give you a new cookbook she bought the other day. It must be jelly, because jams dont jiggle like that! Unconsciously, my arm reached out and my hand settled on Meggies back. I took the middle finger of my left hand into my mouth.

I only had a side view as she faced the mirror over the vanity table. Her arms were working up and down briskly brushing her hair, so I had only quick pictures of her young breasts. Suddenly, her thick bath towel slipped from the vanity table and fell to the floor. I now laughed too and said, Thats probably a good policy. She then spoke in a more-serious tone, Oh, hey, I just remembered something. I spoke them silently inside my head, You want fries with that shake? I knew that Meggie was crazy about dill pickles, had been since she was a baby. The girl put the alien-cock into her mouth and sucked. Damn me, I was wanting that to be my own throbbing cock in her hot, young mouth!

And, Meggie was standing there jaybird-naked trying to dry and comb her tangled-blonde hair. That girl might be short and skinny, she might be young and not all that pretty, but damn she had a well-toned body! She opened the door to a lower cabinet and bent over to look in. I wasnt all that tall myself, only 5-foot- 10, but I could have easily reached the shelf myself. Instead, I stood behind her, placed my hands on her slim waist, and lifted her nude ninety-pound, 4-foot-9 body easily. I held her ass against my cock for a few seconds longer. I think she was telling me about how easy it was to fix a meal using the recipe, when my right hand touched her ass and my left hand cupped a tit.

Shed been running and jumping in completions for years. They started at her petite feet and went all the way up to her ass. We reached the kitchen and she searched for the book. I only applied a little pressure, yet the girl moved. Unbelievably, she stepped between my legs and sat on my right leg. She was showing me the recipe and telling me about it. With my right hand on her back, my left hand found her belly. Now I was able to flick it, to tease it, and to bring it to heightened erection.

Her lips still had the lingering sweet-sour taste of dill pickles. This time our lubricated lips met with sweet, wet, shattering passion. I was tongue-fucking her mouth and she was tongue-fucking mine. She unbuttoned it, and then the next and the next button. The sweet, adolescent bud stiffened inside my mouth. Meggie moaned and arched her back thrusting her magnetic mammary mounds tightly against my mouth. At 40, I was too old to be deflowering adolescent virgins. I found the bellybutton and made a tickling, teasing exploration. Meggie moaned softly, and then moaned again louder. Her voice spoke in a husky whisper, Oh God, Uncle Jake that feels nice.

Most of the kids in the neighborhood thought that he might be queer. I hope the kids around here dont think that about me.

As a 40-year-old man I had no damn business looking at a 14-year-old girl with lust in my eyes! I am a confirmed bachelor, always had been and plan to stay that way. When I was a kid, a bachelor lived across the street. Mine is the nicer of the two pools in the neighborhood.

Served at room temperature, this dessert would be topped-off with an orgasmic portion of steaming hot cock-cream mixed with a cupful of sizzling pussy-juices. Whatever it is the kids think about me, it doesnt keep them from coming over to swim in my pool.

Beth had one of the best cookbook libraries around. A fine hot pussy and a couple of tits, mixed with a heaping helping of engorge six-inch cock, made an excellent recipe for dessert.