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When uncle Barry saw me he took a deep breath. When I arrived in the lounge with the coffee uncle Barry was sitting on the settee in a long shirt and I assumed a pair of shorts. I truly was all alone. As we were shown to our table I saw men’s heads turning to look at me and the effect on my pussy was quite alarming. He must stand there all day every day waiting for me to go out. “It’s not the first time he has done that is it?” I just looked at him frozen. But he did have a raging hard on. I stormed out the side door and as expected there he was with his cock in his hand, no longer hidden in his pants but on full show to anybody who wanted to see, which of course could only be me as the sides of our houses were only visible to each other.
