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I had always been a precocious 18-year-old. My first crush was - and always will be - my Uncle Henry. He was a studly, lumberjack of a man and I'd forever dreamed of just being around him.
So, when mom and dad suggested a road trip to Disneyland with my Uncle, I was ecstatic. I mean, Disneyland was nice and all, but it was the thought of sitting next to my large uncle that made my panties…
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I had always been a precocious 18-year-old. My first crush was - and always will be - my Uncle Henry. He was a studly, lumberjack of a man and I'd forever dreamed of just being around him.
So, when mom and dad suggested a road trip to Disneyland with my Uncle, I was ecstatic. I mean, Disneyland was nice and all, but it was the thought of sitting next to my large uncle that made my panties sopping with excitement.
He was SO dreamy. Six-four, muscular, glorious beard. Hell, I'd marry him in a heart-beat if I could. He was just that hot.
When the day of the trip came, I knew things were going to be cramped. Mom and dad were up front and me and Uncle Henry were in the back. But we also had a lot of stuff that couldn't fit in the trunk. So, that meant that I had to be right next to my favorite uncle.
Mom apologized profusely, but I didn't care. The closer to that man-god the better.
