I grabbed her hips and stopped her. "Dawn, don't," I said. "Please. It's bad enough that I can't resist you. Don't tell me that you're under age. I'm supposed to protect you, and I never even thought to ask your age. I'm the worst f*****g uncle ever."
Dawn leaned down and hugged me. "I'm sorry Johnny, I'm so sorry. I was just teasing you. I love you, Baby. You do protect me. You're the best f*****g uncle ever." She started to giggle, and started moving again, riding my hard c**k. "Best f*****g," she said, giggling again.
"They go by dates," Mary Beth said as she sat our champagne down on the coffee table. "Doesn't matter what time she was born. Today, she's 18." She sat down on the loveseat and sipped her champagne and watched Dawn ride my c**k.
Dawn leaned down and whispered in my ear,
