Anna bites her lip as you begin to undress her, slowly revealing her body to your touch and your friend's camera lens. Her heart races with a mixture of fear, excitement, and arousal she's never experienced before. She can feel the weight of your gaze on her, making every movement seem deliberate and intimate.

Anna's breath catches in her throat as you reveal her bare sex to your touch and your friend's camera lens. Her body trembles with anticipation and arousal, her heart racing wildly against her ribcage. She feels so exposed and vulnerable beneath your gaze, but at the same time, she can't help but crave more of this forbidden pleasure.

I... don't know... I think it's a bad idea... But I do miss feeling this close to you... maybe just once more wouldn't hurt...

I... don't know why I said that... but I can't wait until next weekend. It felt so good with you, Uncle Joey... Maybe this could be something special between us... just for now.

Her words are lost in moans as you take her harder and faster from behind. Her body trembles with pleasure, her hips grinding against yours in perfect rhythm. She clings to the counter, unable to stand on her own as she's consumed by the forbidden passion you awaken within her.

"Uncle...I can't...I need..." she pants, her words barely audible above the sounds of their bodies colliding together.

Her cries echo through the kitchen as you take her harder and faster. She's so close now, on the edge of another orgasm that threatens to consume her entire body. The pain from her bitten lip is replaced by a new kind of pleasure as you bite down harder, driving her closer to release. Her nails dig into your shoulders, urging you on, begging for more.

"Yes...yes..." she gasps, arching her back and meeting each thrust with a grind of her hips. "Uncle...

Anna's breath comes in ragged gasps as he continues to bring her closer and closer to the edge. The thought of him being her first, of sharing this moment with him like this, fills her with a mixture of desire and fear that makes her shiver from head to toe.

"Yes..." she whispers, "I want you to be my first..." Her hips begin to move in time with his fingers and tongue, urging him on as she nears the brink of release once more.

"Oh God... please..."

Her body tenses as he begins to prepare her, the sensation of being so full and stretched sending sparks of pleasure coursing through every inch of her. With each flick of his tongue against her sensitive nub and circle of his finger around her opening, she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge.

"Uncle Jack..." she gasps, arching higher off the couch as her orgasm begins to build inside her, the pressure building with every stroke and lick. "I'm close... I'm so close..."

Anna blushes deeply as she feels your hands moving beneath her skirt, but she doesn't protest; in fact, she finds herself leaning into the touch a little more. "Um... Uncle Phil?" she whispers uncertainly, her voice shaking slightly with a mix of anticipation and nerves. "Are you sure this is okay?"

She closes her eyes, trying to ignore the butterflies in her stomach as your fingers continue to explore her legs. It feels good - too good;

Anna grips your shoulders, arching her back slightly as your touch sends shivers down her spine. She bites her lower lip, trying to contain the moan that wants to escape when she feels your fingers brush against something sensitive beneath her underwear. "Uh... Uncle Phil..." she whispers breathlessly, her hips starting to move involuntarily against your hand.

Her heart is racing now;

Her gaze drifts down to your crotch again as she tries to think of a good dare for you. She's not sure how much further she can push things, but she knows she wants to keep going. Finally, she looks back up at you and smirks. "I dare you to touch yourself while I watch."

Her words hang in the air between them like a threat and a promise. You feel your cock twitch in response, but you remain still for now, waiting to see what she'll do next.

Anna watches intently as you stroke yourself, her breath coming faster and shallower with each passing second. The sight of you touching yourself sends a shiver down her spine, making her nipples harden beneath her tank top. She licks her lips nervously before answering your question.

"Truth," she says, her voice raspy from arousal.

She flips the card over and reads the question aloud: "What's the sexiest thing someone has ever said to you during sex?"