Her name is Michelle. And to every man who knows her, and I mean knows her, she is both an angel: the sweetest thing they've ever seen, and a devil: infesting their minds like a sorceress.

It's not merely that she can read men's thoughts, and thereby discern their desires. That's not a particular talent. Men are easy to read: you just look at their eyes. Michelle figured out long ago that no matter what a man says to her, she can tell what they really want by looking at their eyes. And men's eyes are always on Michelle. For as long as she can remember, men have been looking at her with a sense of longing in their eyes.

Yeah, men are easy. Michelle's real skill is to understand that because men are easy, they are powerless. When she is the object of their desires, she is the most powerful thing in the world.

And that's why Michelle is both an angel and a devil. She gives men what they want, and in the process she saps them of their power, she sucks them dry, she takes their soul and makes it hers.

Michelle was nine years old when she first discovered this skill. This is the (mostly) true story of nine year old Michelle, the angel-sorceress.

Michelle's father had left her long before this story starts. She could hardly even remember him. He never wrote to her, he never called. But his brother, Michelle's uncle, whom we shall call for the purpose of this story "Uncle Mike," was a really cool guy, and he was pissed off at her dad for leaving her and her mom. So Uncle Mike always tried to help when he could, and Michelle went over to his house whenever she wanted, because he only lived two blocks away.

Michelle knew Uncle Mike wanted her. She could see it in his eyes when she flirted with him. And she always flirted with him. Even before she understood what flirting was, she flirted with him. And he always flirted back. He just couldn't help it, he always flirted back. Everybody always flirts back with Michelle.

She had an impish little smile that day, the day this story starts, as she was getting ready to go to Uncle Mike's. It was a smile that caused her chubby round cheeks to dimple, and turn a little darker shade of pink.

She pulled off her pajamas and looked at her naked self in the mirror and smiled that little dimple-cheeked demon-smile. "Hi, Uncle Mike!" she said, and giggled at the thought of him standing there, staring at her naked little body with his longing eyes.

Michelle was a skinny girl when she was nine. A golden-haired, round-faced, bright-eyed child, the sort of girl who attracted everyone's attention, the sort of girl who always caused men to stare. Even men who weren't normally attracted to nine year olds--assuming such men actually exist--couldn't help but stare. And with her clothes off now, completely naked, she would have been a stunning sight for one of those men to see. Not attracted to nine year olds? That's because you haven't met Michelle. That's because you haven't seen her naked.

She was tan, her skin an alluring light bronze except for those places hidden from the sun by her bikini, but now exposed to your longing stare. She was in all respects a child, standing less than five feet tall, narrow shoulders leading to skinny arms, her chest so thin that you could see her rib cage swelling slightly as she breathed. And she was flat. Completely flat. Not the slightest hint of coming adolescence. Small nipples lay flush against her ribs, undifferentiated from the surrounding pale skin except for a slight change in color to a soft coral pink, and at the very center of each stood pale little nubs, small but stiffening as they awoken to the cool air.

Unthinkingly, as if by familiar habit, Michelle lifted a hand and lightly set her index finger on a nipple, then began making little circles with the finger. Her small pink tongue flicked from her mouth, moistening her lips, and she began to pinch the little nub between her thumb and finger.

"That feels nice, Uncle Mike," she said, and giggled again at the thought of him playing with her nipples as his cock grew stiff inside his pants. She reached her other hand down and pushed the middle finger between her legs. Her little baby clitty appeared, emerging from its hiding place between her lips, and her finger paused as it passed over the sensitive button, pressing against it, then circling, feeling it stiffen to her touch, and at the same time the finger on her nipple circled, and its nub stiffened, too. She lifted the hand away from her clit, opened her mouth just slightly, and slid the finger in, rolling her tongue around it and tasting herself. Her cheeks dimpled again as she sucked her finger, her little demon-smile lighting her face again, and she imagined her uncle watching her, knowing, as she does from the look in his eyes, that he wanted her.

"I taste so good," she said to her reflection in the mirror. "Uncle Mike should taste me, too. He'll love it."

She walked over to her dresser, rummaging about until she found a teeshirt that she liked, and pulled it on. Then she fished around some more until she found a pair of panties and some shorts. As she pulled the panties open to step into them, she smiled again, then tossed them back into the drawer.

There was a sweet skip in her step as she kissed her mother on the cheek and announced, "I'm going to Uncle Mike's," and dashed out the door.

"Be home for dinner!" her mom called after her, but the girl was gone already.

As she walked to her uncle's house, Michelle enjoyed the feeling of being naked underneath the shorts. If she could, she'd go over to Uncle Mike's wearing nothing at all. That would be so much fun! There was nothing Michelle liked more than being naked.

She was in a really good mood, and smiling her beguiling demon-smile, when her uncle opened the door.

"Hi, Uncle Mike!" she said, and wrapped her arms around him.

"Michelle!" he said. "My favorite niece!" He closed the door behind her before he returned her hug.

She giggled as he hugged her. "I'm your only niece!" She stood up on her tippy-toes and kissed him, right on the mouth. They usually kissed right on the mouth.

He laughed with her. "I suppose that's true," he said, and kissed her back.

It was a practiced routine between the two of them; the lingering hug, the kiss a little longer than one would expect between an uncle and a niece, the flirting. But when he broke their hug and took his arms away, Michelle didn't let go this time. She hugged him even tighter, pressing her little skinny body up against him.

He gave a nervous laugh and tried to free himself, but Michelle wouldn't let him go. So, resigned to his current fate, he put his arms around her again, and she rose up on her toes and kissed him a second time.

"Michelle..." he said, using his affected scolding voice--a voice she knew well by now. But it was a weak attempt at scolding, and before he could even finish his thought, he kissed her back.

"Uncle Mike..." she laughed after the kiss, mocking his tone, and she pressed her little body against him again. Now she could feel his cock. She giggled as she pressed into it with her belly, feeling it move; it rolled from side to side as she rubbed her little baby-fat belly against it. She knew that if they hugged a little longer, she'd feel it start to grow. She knew just how to turn her uncle on, and she knew that once it starts to grow, he likes to push it up against her. He can't help it, when his cock starts getting hard, he likes to make sure she can feel it.

And now, she could feel it, that's for sure. She could feel it growing as she rubbed it with her belly, and she could feel him pressing it into her. She giggled. Uncle Mike is horny today.

She kissed him again, and this time, when he kissed her back, he pushed his tongue into her mouth, and he put his hands on her butt and lifted her. As he lifted her, she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, and he carried her over to his couch, his tongue in her mouth the entire time. He sat down on the couch and Michelle was on his lap now, and they kissed and kissed.

This was more than they had ever kissed before. Way more. Michelle had never made out with a guy, and she really liked it. She liked how her uncle tasted, she liked how his tongue felt in her mouth, but more than anything, she liked how horny it made him to make out with her. She knew he was horny because she could feel his cock, big and hard and poking against her butt while she sat on his lap, and she rubbed against it while they kissed She was giggling in his mouth--Uncle Mike has a hard-on! Horny Uncle Mike with his big hard cock, pushing it into my butt! It made her feel powerful, to know that she could make a man so horny.

They kissed like that for a really long time, Michelle straddling him on his lap, his warm tongue in her mouth, his big cock up against her butt, and Michelle started wiggling on it. Wiggling and rubbing, and turning her uncle on. It felt really great for the little girl, to know that she was turning on a grown up man. She knew she was turning him on a whole lot, because while she wiggled on his dick, he put his hands on her chest, and he started playing with her nipples through her shirt. Michelle laughed because it tickled. She really liked having Uncle Mike tickling her nipples. It felt even better than when she did it to herself! And while he rubbed her nipples, and felt her little nubbies getting stiff.

Then he moved his hands down to her belly, and lifted her shirt, and slipped his hands up under her shirt, and now Uncle Mike's hands were right on her baby nipples and he was rolling them between his thumb and finger while they kissed. Now they really tickled! Now her nubbies were getting really stiff!

After he played with her bare nipples for a little while, he moved one hand down, over her baby belly and into her shorts. And now Uncle Mike was playing with her pussy, and squeezing a nipple between his thumb and finger, and sticking his tongue deep into her mouth.

It made Michelle feel sexy and powerful to know that he couldn't keep his hands off from all over her, even while they made out. It was an awesome feeling to know that she could make him feel that way, that she could turn him on so much that he couldn't keep his hands off of her.

But then, Uncle Mike stopped. He pulled his hands out of her shorts and out of her shirt and lifted her off his lap.

"We have to stop," he said.

Michelle laughed. "Nuh-uh!" She climbed back on his lap.

"Seriously, Michelle," he said, pushing her off again. "We have to stop. I can't... I can't be doing this with you."

Now Michelle was mad. She didn't want to stop. But then, she stood up off the couch, and she smiled. "I'm gonna go home now," she said.

Her uncle looked concerned, and Michelle could tell that he felt bad and that he didn't want her to leave. The thing is, though, that Michelle knew what he really wanted to do. The whole reason he made them stop was because he wanted to do it so badly. And that's why Michelle smiled. Because she knew they'd do it again the next time she came over to his house, only, next time, she'd just have to do it harder, so he couldn't stop.

So even though she was mad at first, Michelle felt pretty happy when she walked back home. She felt powerful, and she felt sexy.

And she knew she could get him to do it again.

"Hi Uncle Mike!" Michelle smiled her dimple-cheeked demon-smile. Before he even had a chance to close the door, she wrapped her arms around him in a big hug, pressing her little body against him, and gave him a big kiss.

"Michelle..." her uncle answered, hesitant, looking out the door to see if anyone had noticed.

Michelle didn't care that he was acting hesitant. She knew what he really wanted. She could feel his cock against her belly when she hugged him, and he was already getting hard. This is going to be easier than she thought!

Her uncle kissed her back, and he pushed his cock into her belly like he always does when he gets hard. But when Michelle tried to climb on him and wrap her legs around him and get him to carry her to the couch, he didn't grab her butt this time. He stepped away from her. Michelle didn't care, she thought it was funny, and she followed after him as he walked to the couch.

Michelle didn't get on his lap this time. Instead, she started dancing. She could tell that Uncle Mike was watching her as she bounced around in front of him. She could see his eyes, and he obviously enjoyed watching her. That made her feel sexy, so she pulled her shirt off, right in front of him.

"Michelle," he said in his scolding tone, "put your shirt back on."

Michelle laughed, and pulled her shorts off, too.

And little nine year old Michelle was dancing naked in front of her uncle.

"Seriously!" he said, even more scolding now! "Put your clothes back on!"

"Nope!" Michelle laughed. "You take your clothes off!"

"No fucking way," he answered.

Naked little Michelle laughed some more, and danced and bounced around. Michelle loved being naked in front of Uncle Mike. She loved the way his eyes never left her body while she danced. Even though he was telling her to put her clothes back on, she knew he didn't mean it. She knew he liked to look at her naked body and watch her dance for him.

"Michelle," her uncle said scoldingly again, when the nine year old girl stopped dancing and finally climbed onto his lap.

"Uncle Mike," she mocked his scolding tone again, and settled her naked butt down on his lap. His cock was so hard now that it was totally poking into her! She wiggled on it and kissed him. He kissed her back, even though he was making a feeble effort to push her off of him.

But Michelle was very determined. She knew what he really wanted, and she wasn't going to stop. He didn't really have any choice. He was helpless. There wasn't anything he could do, and when she grabbed his shirt and pulled it off of him, and he didn't even try to make her stop. Now she was wiggling and rocking her naked butt on his cock and they were kissing again and he pushed his tongue into her mouth. And her uncle just couldn't keep his hands off of her, petting her skinny chest and rolling her baby nipples between his thumb and finger.

After making out for a bit, Uncle Mike leaned down and started kissing her little nipples. That's when Michelle knew that she had won. She took one of his hands and pulled it down and put it on her pussy, and he sucked her nipple into his mouth while he played with her babyclit and she wiggled her naked butt on his stiff hard cock.

Michelle knew about guys cumming. She wasn't sure how it all worked, but she knew that at some point during sex, a guy shoots his cum out of his dick. But what she didn't know at all, was that her uncle would cum with his pants still on, just because of her squirming around on him. So when Uncle Mike groaned while he sucked on her nipple, she wasn't sure what was happening, but she knew she was making him feel good, and that made her feel powerful. And she just kept squirming and wiggling on his cock.

Then her uncle lifted his face away from her chest and he leaned back and hollered, "Oh, fuck!" Right then, Michelle felt his cock lurch, and then she felt it pulsing underneath her butt, and she felt his pants get wet, and the demon-angel smiled, 'cause she knew that she had just made him cum!

Michelle was the most powerful girl in the world right then. She could make her uncle cum in his pants, just by wiggling on his cock!

"Jesus christ!" Uncle Mike said, after a couple seconds when his cock stopped lurching. "You fucking little slut!" He pushed her off and stood up, looking down at the big wet spot in his pants. His face was red and he sounded angry.

Later, when they talked about what happened, he told Michelle that he wasn't really mad at her. He said he was embarrassed, and mad at himself for letting it happen, for getting so turned on by his nine year old niece that he came in his pants.

But Michelle didn't really care that he was mad. She was laughing! She thought that it was really funny that he came like that, right in his pants! And she liked that he called her a little slut. Michelle liked being a little slut!

But being laughed at by her made him get even angrier, and he picked her up and carried her to his bedroom. Michelle was laughing the entire time that he carried her, and that made him even angrier, and he tossed her on the bed like she was a rag doll. Then he stood in front of her and Michelle watched, her big beautiful brown eyes glimmering with delight, as he unbuttoned his pants and dropped them to the floor, and finally, Uncle Mike was naked, just like her. Finally, she was naked with her favorite uncle. And his cock was still stiff, standing out like a silly pole, and it made Michelle giggle to look at at.

Then Uncle Mike sat down next to her on the bed and grabbed her by the shoulders.

"Do you really want this, you little slut?" he asked, lifting her.

"Yes!" she giggled.

So Uncle Mike pulled her on top of him, and she climbed onto his lap, and he held his cock up with one hand and he set her down on it.

"Oh, hell," he closed his eyes and laid back and moaned as Michelle sat down on him. It kind of hurt at first, but the way he was moaning made her smile. She loved how powerful she felt right then.

For the first few minutes, they just kind of slowly worked him into her. He had his hands on her hips and he lifted her up and down so that his stiff cock was moving inside her, and he lifted his hips up and down, too. It still hurt, but not too bad, and once he got inside her all the way, it really didn't hurt at all anymore. It felt kind of nice, because he felt so big inside her, and she loved the way it made him moan. She was smiling her demon-smile and bouncing on him, and he was looking up at her with a very serious look on his face, pumping his hips with her while she bounced.

"Jesus, Michelle,' her uncle groaned, "you're tight little slut."

She laughed and bounced harder.

"Mother fuck!" he said, really thrusting his hips against her now, and she could tell that he was getting more and more excited and she thought that maybe he was going to cum again. She hoped so! But that's not what happened. Instead, he grabbed her hips tight and lifted her off of him.

At first, Michelle wondered why he stopped, but when he flipped her over onto her hands and knees, she understood, and she felt more powerful now than she ever had before. Uncle Mike was really excited, she could tell. He was really horny now. She knew just exactly what her body was doing to him, and she loved it. She absolutely loved it.

The second she was on her hands and knees, he was behind her and he slid his cock back into her, and at the same time, he lifted his hand up in the air and brought it down onto her skinny little babyass.

Slap!

Michelle laughed out loud. Uncle Mike was spanking her! He was fucking her and spanking her!

"You fucking slut!' he shouted, and rammed his cock in hard and slapped her ass again. It stung, but Michelle liked it. She liked it a lot.

"Is that all the harder you can do it?" she teased him.

"Fucking whore!" he shouted, and he fucked her and spanked her, over and over, until Michelle felt his cock swell inside her, and he groaned and slapped her ass and started cumming. "You're a babyslut!" he shouted, and he just kept slapping her ass and calling her a whore and a babyslut while he unloaded his sperm into her little nine year old body.

And Michelle laughed. She felt so powerful right then, because she knew that she made it happen. She made him have sex with her, and she made him cum. She knew he couldn't resist her.

And that's when Michelle knew that she really was a babyslut. That's when she knew that being a babyslut was her lifelong goal.

As she walked home that afternoon, remembering how it felt to have his cock swell up inside her and still feeling his cum dripping from her pussy, she smiled her angel-demon-smile, sweet chubby cheeks dimpling, and sang a little ditty to herself: "Babyslut, babyslut, I'm a babyslut..."

Michelle babyslut was lying on her back on her uncle's bed, her legs wide open and up in the air. Her uncle's face was buried in her crotch and he was worshiping her babypussy with his tongue. Uncle Mike worshiped her. He worshiped every part of her. She knew this from the start, but since they started having sex, there was no question about it at all.

She wrapped her legs around him, behind his head, holding her pussy-worshiper in place. In response, he stepped up his efforts, playing with her clitty with his tongue, rubbing and swirling and licking. Then his worshiping tongue slid down her pussyslit, licking all the way down, up and down, and pushing into her vagina. And while he tongue-fucked her like a good dutiful uncle, she felt the waves of orgasm start flowing through her body. She loved cumming while he licked her pussy, but even more, she loved having her uncle worship her. She loved the feeling of power that she had over him. Thinking about how powerful she was caused her whole body to start shaking, and those waves flowing through her turned into one solid surge, and she tightened her legs around him, holding him in place while she came.

Michelle eventually loosened her legs, and she was coming down from her orgasm, but Uncle Mike kept tongue-fucking her baby vagina. She giggled, and he looked up at her.

"It tickles," she said.

"Do you want me--" He licked her mid-sentence, which caused her body to pulse involuntarily. "--to stop?"

"No!" she heaved, and he licked her again, and she pulsed again, then "Yes!"

He lifted his head away from her. "What do you want, babyslut?"

"I want you to worship me," babyslut gave her completely honest answer with a heavy, contented sigh.

Her uncle looked at her with a funny expression, like he was contemplating something humorous to say in response. But then he thought the better of it, which is good, because Michelle wasn't kidding. She really did want him to worship her. So instead of saying anything, he leaned his face back down. Michelle smiled. She liked that he understood.

Michelle felt his tongue come out of his mouth again, but this time he didn't lick her pussy. This time, he gave a sloppy lick to the skin right beneath her pussy, the skin between her pussy and her butthole.

A few years later, someone would tell Michelle that the skin between her pussy and her butthole is called her "taint." She likes that word. She didn't know what it was called back then, but she did know that it felt really good to be licked there by her uncle. Uncle Mike, babytaint-worshiper.

He licked it a lot. It was like he wanted to make absolutely certain that she was completely clean, and to use his tongue to clean her. It felt a little weird to Michelle, because even though she took a shower last night, she didn't think she was very clean down there. Uncle Mike didn't seem to mind, though.

But it wasn't nearly as weird as what happened next! Because after he'd gotten her nice and clean between her pussy and her butthole, he slid his tongue down even further.

And now Michelle babyslut felt her uncle's tongue lapping at her ass. She was sure she must be pretty dirty down there, but he just licked and licked, and he cleaned her little nine year old babyasshole with his tongue. And she loved it. She loved having him lick her butthole. She knew that he wanted even the dirtiest parts of her, that's how much he worshiped her! That's how much power she had over him, that he would lick even her dirtiest parts, and lick them clean, and love the taste of them.

She came while he licked her ass, and she felt so powerful as she shook and quaked and quivered and he pushed his tongue inside her. Babyslut, cumming while her uncle fucked her babyass with his tongue, because he was so into her that he even wanted to stick his tongue in her dirtiest parts.

When Michelle was done cumming, Uncke Mike sat back. He had a very determined look on his face, and he grabbed her by the hips and flipped her over onto her belly. Then he picked up a jar of vaseline and got his fingers all slick with it, and he slipped a finger into her cute and sexy baby bottom to stretch it out. Michelle reached down herself, and started playing with her pussy while her uncle finger-fucked her butthole. He slipped another finger in, so that he had two fingers inside her, and then stuffed in another one, and little nine year old Michelle had three fingers in her ass. She almost came again, just from him wiggling his fingers inside her. It felt like something was alive in her butt!

When he got her sufficiently stretched, he greased his cock up with the vaseline and started working it into her. It took him a few minutes to get it inside, and Michelle got tired of waiting, so eventually she just pushed her hips back hard, and Uncle Mike's cock slid all the way in.

"Oh holy fuck!" her uncle moaned as his cock buried into her little ass. Michelle loved the way it felt, so big and hard and even better than his fingers. He was so surprised that she had pushed back on him like that that he just started shooting off inside her, right away. He was moaning like the good Michelle-worshiper that he is and he came like crazy in her ass.

They kissed and hugged and touched each other all over afterwards, and little later, he did it again, stretching her asshole with his fingers and then sticking his cock in there again. This time, he got inside her quicker, and he lasted a little longer, holding onto her hips and fucking her babyass and calling her dirty names until he came.

"You're a little demon," Uncle Mike told Michelle, when he was looking down at her while the nine year old girl had one of his balls in her mouth.

She looked up at him, popped his ball out of her mouth, and laughed. Her brown eyes twinkled because she knew he couldn't help watching her. Then she wrapped her lips around his other ball. She could only fit one ball at a time, but Uncle Mike didn't seem to care about that. He still liked it a lot. He kept watching her and calling her a demon.

"You're a little demon!" he said. "You're sending me straight to hell!"

She popped his other ball out of her mouth and laughed some more, then started licking his cock all over, all up and down his stiff shaft. He really liked watching her tongue working him over.

"You're tongue is so little," he said, putting his hands on her head.

"But you like it!"

"Oh god yes." He lifted his ass off the bed. "It feels so awesome!"

She moved her little tongue down lower and started licking his balls again. He groaned as he watched her. She liked licking his balls, because it drove him so crazy!

After she licked his balls, he reached down and lifted his sack.

"Lick me right here," he said, pointing to the skin between his balls and his asshole.

"No!" Michelle answered. "It's dirty. You have to clean it first."

"It's better when it isn't clean," he said. "I like the way yours tastes, I like the musty taste of it."

"That's weird," Michelle laughed. She knew he liked to worship her like that, but she wasn't interested in doing that to him.

Her uncle snorted. "It's not weird."

"Yeah it is," she answered.

"Fine, little demon," her uncle said, and resigned, he climbed off the bed and went to the bathroom.

"Okay," he said when he got back to his room, "it's clean now. Happy?"

"You'll be happy," she gave him her demon smile, "when I lick it."

He snorted again, but he lay down on his bed and spread his legs, and then he lifted his balls again and looked at her expectantly.

He liked it so much when she licked his taint that it was funny, his eyes wide and excited as he watched her, and moaning the entire time. She couldn't help but giggle at how excited he was by it. He kept lifting his ass and trying to get her to lick lower, down to his asshole, but Michelle wasn't going to do that. He can worship her asshole if he wants. She's not going to do that!

But, Michelle did want to learn everything she could about sex, even if that didn't include licking her uncle's butt, and one thing that she hadn't learned yet was how to suck his cock. And he obviously wanted to teach her; once he gave up on getting her to lick his butt, he lifted his stiff shaft and started slapping it against her face. So Michelle lifted her head up from underneath his balls and opened her mouth and tried to take it in. But his head was big, and her mouth was little, and it was a hard for Michelle to get it in her mouth.

"Just relax your jaw," her uncle told her while he stared down at the little girl trying to figure out what to do. "If you relax, it'll fit better."

That sort of worked, and she got it mostly in, but then he tried to push it in more. That was really hard for her. Little Michelle started to choke, and he pulled back. After that, she just mostly sucked and used her tongue, and he didn't try to push it deep anymore.

"Keep your teeth covered with your lips," he said when she started to suck him, and she tried, but when she pulled her head back her teeth sometimes scratched the underside of his cock. She tried not to do it, and she didn't do it very hard. But he moaned while she did it, and she realized that he actually liked it! So she did it some more while she sucked him.

After a little while, her jaw started getting tired, and she pulled off for a bit and just licked him. While she licked, she stuck the tip of her tongue into his slit, and that made him moan like crazy!

Eventually, Uncle Mike couldn't take it anymore. He was so excited to have his cock in his nine year old niece's mouth that really needed to cum! So he started beating off, and it didn't take longer than a few seconds until he was grunting and his legs were shaking and he started spurting cum into her mouth. At first, his cum tasted kind of weird to Michelle--thick and slimy. Later on, after she'd given her uncle lots of blow jobs, she got used to the way it tastes, and she learned to swallow it all. But this was her first time, and she couldn't hold it all in, so most and most of it leaked out of her mouth and down her chin and onto her chest. Her uncle groaned worshipfully when she reached her hands up and rubbed his cum onto her nipples.

Then Michelle, babyslut Michelle, smiled her big demon smile and opened her mouth wide and her uncle groaned some more as she showed him the rest of his cum pooled on her tongue and dripping from her teeth.

Michelle and her Uncle Mike have been having sex ever since. They've probably done it a hundred times or more. She's his babyslut every chance she gets! And he still worships her, in fact, he worships her even more now than he did back then.

Her uncle has a girlfriend now, and he says he wants to marry her, but Michelle says that the only way he can do that is if the girlfriend agrees that Michelle still gets to have sex with him whenever she wants. Or maybe with both of them! And who knows, maybe his girlfriend will agree.

After all, everyone loves to look at Michelle. Everyone loves to flirt with Michelle. And everyone loves to have sex with Michelle. She just has that kind of power over people.