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when both were tight, pointed peaks and leaned back onto the bed, bracing himself up on his elbows. When Nikki started to crawl onto the bed beside him, he stopped her.
    "Strip for me," he ordered, loving the idea of seeing her peel the remainder of her clothing from her body before his eyes.
    She considered his request a moment, then the mischievous gleam that he loved to see caught her eye. "Alright, Uncle Grant."
    Grant laughed as she gave him a coy smile, turned and strutted over to the stereo, across the room. Within seconds a soft, sultry beat filled the room. Nikki sauntered back over to him standing just a couple of feet away. Reaching behind her and giving him an even better view of her breasts - pushed up and out - she began to undo the back of her skirt. As she unzipped the skirt she turned her back to him and lowered the skirt inch by excruciating inch.
    His cock was so tight now in his pants it was beginning to ache, but he was enjoying the show too much to have her stop now. The skirt slid past her wide hips and nice round ass and then dropped to the floor, leaving her wearing a pair of red lace boy shorts and her thigh high, black stiletto boots.
    Strutting back over to him, she flipped her long silken brown hair over her shoulder and placed one booted foot next to him on the bed. He was itching to reach over and pull her onto him, but again restrained himself. His eyes trailed down to the apex between her legs and could see her underwear had gotten damp.
    "Oh fuck," he groaned.
    Nikki smiled as she leaned over him, her breasts mere inches from his mouth and undid his pants, freeing his rock hard cock. Wrapping her soft hand around him, she gave his cock several fast strokes, then wiped the pre-cum from the head with her thumb, brought it to her lips and sucked it off.
    His body felt so tense, Grant thought he was going to explode. Whatever happened to him being in control tonight? Who was he kidding? He resigned himself to the fact that she had him under her thumb, whether he liked it or not.
    Giving him a quick wink, she straightened back up, her wet, lace-covered pussy now just a couple of inches from his mouth. Again, he found himself fighting the desire to grab her and fuck her fast and hard - then and there.
    She began to grind her hips in time with the music, as she slowly unzipped the first boot which was still positioned on the bed. Once it was undone she lowered her foot to the floor and kicked it off. Twirling around so her back was to him, she bent over and wiggled her ass enticingly for him as she undid the second boot and pulled it off. The lace at her crotch was nothing more than a thin bit of fabric that had wedged itself between her folds.
    Unable to control himself any longer, Grant stood, removed his sweater and stepped up behind her, his hands, caressing her nice, round ass cheeks.

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    Nikki grinned when she heard Grant stand and then heard the rustling of clothing behind her. She had wondered how much teasing he could take before his cock took over. Considering they hadn't had sex for over two months she was impressed he had lasted as long as he had without grabbing her and fucking her senseless.
    She moaned as his large, warm hands caressed and moulded her ass in them. Hooking his thumbs into the waistband of her panties, he pulled them down. The cool air in the room, teased her wet pussy as it became exposed. A shiver ran through Nikki as she felt Grant's lips on her lower back.
    "I see you've kept yourself nice and shaved for me, Nik ," he said, his voice thick with desire as he reached between her legs, from behind and cupped her mound in his hand.
    "Uh-huh," she managed to squeak out. His fingers parted the lips of her pussy, exposing her swollen clit.
    "I've been aching to feel myself inside this tight little pussy of yours for over two months Nik ."
    "Oh God, Grant!" His fingers began stroking her clit, stroking and pinching it between his fingers, sending fresh waves of pleasure