Her head resting on the pillow, her pink hair splayed around it, Missy's nerves tingled as she looked at her uncle and thought about what they were doing. The act of removing her shorts had caused her shirt to slip down, the bottom swells of her breasts peeking out from under it as they gently rose and fell with the shallow breaths slipping past her slim lips. Encased in the thigh-high socks, her legs had fallen open again and there was the beginnings of a wet spot where the pink material of her panties dove down to cover her special place.

Pulling his t-shirt off and tossing it aside with...