Flirt

"Awkward," Emma smiled then bit her bottom lip, turning up her flirting, then continued, "Only, if I liked it."

Her uncle was smiling too. The pair watched each other, both unsure of whether they should continue their flirting. Edward, definitely the bolder of the two, finally made a move.

The large man stepped closer to Emma, removing the small gap between them. Their bodies touched underwater, brushing against each other gently. "Well I can't lie, but a part of me is starting to hope you swim out a bit farther than you should then."

Emma brushed the back of her hand across her uncle's manhood and innocently said "Part of you is being bad then. That's not very nice at all."

Uncle Edward pressed his stiffening prick against Emma, it brushed against her inner thigh then came to rest against her. "Bad? Perhaps, but being bad is usually more fun." Then his strong arms wrapped around Emma.

Emma found herself leaning into her uncle, sandwiching his erection between them.