UNCLE DAVE’S HOMECOMING
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Uncle Dave’s Homecoming Eleven fifteen she thought as she looked at the clock on the V.C.R. Dam I’m not going to get the beach today. Anita had been looking forward to a day at the beach with friends from school for weeks. It was a hot summer’s day in Miami and instead of going to the beach party that she had planed, she was on her way to the airport to pick up her Uncle Dave, a man she hadn’t seen in five years. As Anita took the 405 freeway out to Sky Harbor Airport she wonders if she would even remember what he looked like, after all she was only eleven years old when he took a job as a photo journalists for Today’s World Magazine. He had been all over the world taking pictures and in all that time he had never bother to call or even write, and then two weeks ago he calls his sister and said he’s coming for a visit. “Ever since that dam phone call mom had been barking orders to the cook and the maid saying that they had to get the house in order because her fair haired brother istanbul travesti was coming home.” She thought as she pulled her new red sports car into the airport parking lot. Eighteen year old Anita looked stunning as she walked through the airport. Her five foot six inch frame at one hundred five pounds always turned heads when ever she entered a room, not to mention her long flowing red hair and soft green eyes that could get what ever she wanted when ever she wanted it. Wearing a black mini skirt that showed off her long tan legs, with a white tank top and no bra, that revealed her perfect thirty-four inch tits. As she made her way to gate 511, flight 616 had arrive on time and as people begin to pass through the gate she looked for a face that she might recognize. Anita was about to give up and go to the ticket counter to ask for help when a tell well build man caught her eye. He was leaning up against a pole smoking a cigarette, as if he was waiting istanbul travestileri for someone. Anita began to walk toward him and the closer she got the more excited and turned on she became. “God please don’t let this gorgeous man be my uncle.” She thought to herself as she walked passed him, Anita noticed that he was checking her out as well. She could tell that he wanted to approach her, so she sat on a bench directly in front of him, she wanted him to get a good look at her lovely body. She sat with her long delicious legs crossed, giving the handsome stranger a birds eye view of her upper thigh, as her black mini skirt rode up her thighs. Fleshing a very sexy smile that told him that she was more then willing for whatever he had in mind, as he walked over and sat down beside her. The handsome stranger said nothing for a few minutes, doing nothing except gazing into the eyes of the finest looking eighteen year old that he had ever seen. “My god your travesti mother was right, you are a beautiful young girl.” he said with a wicked smile. Anita was more then embarrassed by her behavior. “Oh Uncle Dave I’m so sorry I did not know what you looked like or, oh my god I am so embarrassed”. Anita said. “Oh don’t worry about it, if your mother hadn’t told me what you look like when I talked to her last night, and that you were coming to pick me up, then who knows what might had happened . After she recovered from the most embarrassing episode of her life, the two collected Dave’s bags and headed back to Anita’s house. On the forty-five minute ride home Anita filled her uncle in on all the family’s gossip. However, Dave barely heard a word she had said. The only thing that was on Dave’s mind was how in hell was he going to get into Anita’s pussy. The whole ride home he could barely stand it, his dick was still hard from her come on in the airport. Now driving back to the house with the top down, the wind blowing her long red hair and her thin tank top revealing her hard nipples, was almost more then he could stand. When they arrived back home Anita showed her Uncle Dave up to the guest room, so he could unpack and settle in.
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