I had just slipped on this lacy black bodysuit and was checking myself out in the mirror when the door creaks open. I spin around and it's my Uncle Mark, just standing there, not even trying to leave. I'm shook, like, hello? Privacy much?
But he doesn't move. His eyes are totally locked on my body, and I can see his jeans getting tighter, for real. He just goes, "Damn, Ashley... you're all grown up." And his voice is all husky. I should have been weirded out, but honestly? The way he was looking at me... it was a whole vibe. He steps inside and closes the door, and I'm just standing there, my pussy getting wet AF from his thirsty stare. He comes closer, his big hand sliding around my waist, and whispers, "Let me see all of you." And I just... let him.Low-key obsessed? Spill more tea here or peep other stories!
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