I noticed a bottle of Whiskey next to the bed – maybe he was trying to drink away his feelings too. Indian hot sex I was moaning too. Later in the middle of the night I slept in my bed but I realized that I wasn’t alone when I felt the prickle of Uncle Ted’s stubble between my legs. I didnt have to wait long for Uncle Ted to come for me again. I kept bouncing. I lied back and closed my eyes. My fear was gone…I just wanted that dick. After Uncle Ted quietly left the room…did he feel shame like I did? I didn’t know exactly if I knew what I was doing but I started to put it in my mouth. I went up to my room and tried to study so I wouldn’t think about what a CREEP Ted was being. “You gotta tell me you want my dick…or I’m just gonna torture you till you beg for it”. I couldn’t speak, but I think he was right. Uncle Ted lifted my knees up and spread my legs, at last he was going to do it. If I could avoid him long enough mom would be back and he would be gone.
