Leslie felt it against her naked crotch, but she wasn't sure what to do about it. Uncle Tom gave a groan as Leslie shifted above him, rubbing against his obvious erection. Leslie stopped kissing him and looked into his eyes.
Uncle Tom looked at her, smiling with shyness and desire brewing in his eyes. Leslie held her hands on her uncle's shoulders.
"Uncle Tom, should I do something about your thingy?"
Uncle Tom immediately grinned at his niece's use of the word. "My thingy?" he asked rhetorically giving another laugh.
Leslie blushed, "You know what I mean, your dick."
Uncle Tom and Leslie both looked between them at the outline of his erection pressed against Leslie's pelvis.
"Only if you want to honey." Uncle Tom said passively.
Leslie gave a look of contemplation. Uncle grabbed at her neck and pulled her towards him again, capturing her lips with his. Instantly he drove his tongue into her mouth and swirled it with hers. He couldn't get enough of the way she tasted and the way her body molded to his. He didn't want her to think about going down on him either; he wanted her to just do it.
Leslie pulled away from him after a minute, breathing heavily. Her hard nipples poked at Uncle Tom's bare chest. Leslie shifted her weight off of her uncle and gently slipped to the carpeted floor between his legs. Uncle Tom scooted himself slightly to the edge and sat upright to look at Leslie. What a dream he thought as he saw Leslie staring at his pant covered crotch. Then she looked up at him, biting her lip as if unsure of what to say.
"Do you want me to show it to you?" Uncle Tom asked her, looking into her eyes.
Leslie nodded shyly, placing her hands in her lap. Uncle Tom grabbed at his belt buckle and undid it, turning his attention to the task at hand. Following his belt came his zipper and the top button of his pants. Leslie reached her hands out as Uncle Tom stood to pull his pants down his legs. Leslie looked up, watching as the dark fabric slid down his legs towards her and pooled around his ankles. She watched as Uncle Tom's legs became exposed and his dark boxers did nothing to hide the aching bulge of Uncle Tom's arousal.
Leslie gave a small gasp as Uncle Tom grabbed at his waistband of his boxers and looking down at his niece, pulled them down his legs. His crotch increasingly became exposed until Leslie saw the hard tip of her uncle's dick come into view. Uncle Tom continued until the garment joined his pants. Then he sat back on the couch as Leslie kneeled between his legs staring as Uncle Tom's cock jutted from his crotch straight up and slightly to the left. Uncle Tom managed to remain silent, even though he wanted to tell his sexy niece to wrap her lips around him.
Entranced, Leslie moved slightly forward resting one hand on her uncle's thigh and the other one giving support to her weight. She looked shyly up at her uncle.
"What do you want me to do?" she asked.
Uncle Tom ran his hand through her hair and down the side of her cheek.
"Why don't you touch it? That would make me feel really good." Uncle Tom said quietly.
Leslie nodded, letting her hand and fingertips touch his hard hot flesh. She gave a little surprise gasp as she felt his large cock in her hand. The feeling of it amazed her… How could it be so warm and soft but be so hard?
Uncle Tom closed his eyes as Leslie's hand curled around his shaft. She let her small warm hand lightly move up his length then back down. When he opened his eyes, Leslie rested her cheek on his thigh and watched, fascinated almost, as a bead of precum collected on the tip of his cock. Uncle Tom groaned again, making Leslie grin.
Without her uncle having to say anything, Leslie moved forward, sticking out her pink tongue and licking the little bead of precum off his cock head. Uncle Tom moaned approvingly as Leslie then licked the head of his cock. The sensation was so intense, Uncle Tom thought he might cum just from the tiniest little lick she gave him. When Leslie grabbed at his cock and guided his tip towards her lips and began guiding it into her tight little mouth. Uncle Tom could hardly contain himself. He ran both his hands through her dark hair, holding her head gently but firmly as his cock was becoming increasingly encased in the warmth of her mouth.
