As I was regaining my composure, Stef slid off of me and walked into the bathroom; her body flowing more than moving. After a few minutes of wondering what I had just let happen, I stood up and removed my shirt, then walked over and stood in the doorway watching her wash her face. She was bent slightly over the sink, her pretty ass extended slightly. With the washcloth over her face, she didn't notice me until I walked up behind her and ran my arms up her back to her shoulders.
I though she would jump or something but she just dropped the washcloth, closed her eyes and stood up straight against me. I reached down and wrapped by arms around her waist. I know she could feel my cock, neither hard nor flaccid, as it rested in the cleavage between her cheeks. She covered my hands with hers and moaned quietly; I could feel her back vibrate against my chest. I looked into the mirror to find that her eyes were closed.
Her fingers intertwined with mine and she moved our hands slowly up along her belly until they were covering her breasts. She gave a soft squeeze to encourage me then let my hands go. As I continued to caress her, she placed her hands on the counter top. I leaned forward and kissed her neck; she tilted her head slightly to give me more room. With every kiss, I massaged her breasts firmly. I looked into the mirror again and saw every man's fantasy.
While my hands continued to massage her breasts, Stef's hands had moved off of the counter top and were both reaching between her thighs. I could feel her feet moving and could see her hands reaching lower. Although her eyes were still closed, I could see the look of intensity and concentration on her face as her hands moved slowly up and down through her dark hair. Her motions were slow and deliberate; sometimes her hands moved in long strokes and others just her fingers would bend slightly. Her moaning grew louder as her breathing increased.
I uncovered her breasts with my hand and used my finger and to lightly squeeze her nipples. I thought they were hard and excited before but doing this made them even harder. With every squeeze, Stef ground her ass against my cock and her hands continued moving on her soft hair. I covered her breasts again, giving them a final gentle squeeze before running my hands down to her belly. As I moved still lower I covered her hands with mine, following her motion between her legs. I pushed my hips against her ass as my hands moved away from hers and reached the sides of her waist.
I looked in the mirror to find her eyes open and filled with desire. She leaned forward so she could reach between her legs and I felt her fingers touch my scrotum. She wiggled her fingers against my skin and smiled, then moved her arms forward and leaned against the counter top on her elbows. I stepped back from her, freeing my cock from the tight space between us.
She raised her head to look at me in the mirror. My face was asking the question that she answered.
"It okay Uncle Kyle. I want you so much. Please."
"It's been a long time since I done this with anyone Stef."
