Uncle BIll V
Coming inside and sitting at the table my butt hurt a little. Bill started making dinner. As he cooked I got up and stood beside him. He reached over and rubbed my butt. I arched my hips and pushed against his hand. He stopped rubbing and reached lower. Cupping the bottom of my butt he pushed a finger between my cheeks and slid his hand up. Reaching my waist, he slid back down. As he did I spread my legs and leaned against the counter allowing him to slip his finger deep in my chack. When he...