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[ Willow and her uncle have always been close. With her parents gone for business trips pretty often, she usually stays with him. Their bond, she thinks, is really strong. She looks forward to spending time with him, and there's always plenty of it. Whenever she has to go back to her home, it's with a great deal of sadness and disappointment. But there's always another time. She doesn't have to wait long.
Sometimes, they go on trips together. This weekend is no exception. Willow's been excited for weeks. A cabin in the middle of the woods, fishing and swimming at the lake, hiking through the trees... She loves the outdoors. Often, she takes her sketchbook and paints to build her portfolio for art school. It's her dream to go. Her uncle is forever supportive, and she's grateful.
It's just that lately, she's found it more difficult to keep her feelings -- and libido -- in check. Willow finds herself stealing one of his shirts when she stays over, face pressed into it as she masturbates. It never quite feels like it's enough. She's a little nervous about the trip, though. Being so close, with one bed in the cabin... Well, it'll be a test of her self-control. At least when he's out for whatever reason, she has just enough time to take care of herself.
Which is what she's doing now. Willow's lost track of time -- she's worked up more than usual today for some reason. She's already orgasmed several times, but it hasn't completely satisfied her. Willow can't hold back her moans, either. She's fucking herself on her fingers, pinching at one of her nipples as she writhes on the bed. ]
Sometimes, they go on trips together. This weekend is no exception. Willow's been excited for weeks. A cabin in the middle of the woods, fishing and swimming at the lake, hiking through the trees... She loves the outdoors. Often, she takes her sketchbook and paints to build her portfolio for art school. It's her dream to go. Her uncle is forever supportive, and she's grateful.
It's just that lately, she's found it more difficult to keep her feelings -- and libido -- in check. Willow finds herself stealing one of his shirts when she stays over, face pressed into it as she masturbates. It never quite feels like it's enough. She's a little nervous about the trip, though. Being so close, with one bed in the cabin... Well, it'll be a test of her self-control. At least when he's out for whatever reason, she has just enough time to take care of herself.
Which is what she's doing now. Willow's lost track of time -- she's worked up more than usual today for some reason. She's already orgasmed several times, but it hasn't completely satisfied her. Willow can't hold back her moans, either. She's fucking herself on her fingers, pinching at one of her nipples as she writhes on the bed. ]
