...g up and gently rubbing my crotch through my pants.
"Please." she besieged, her eyes filled with desperation. "I'll do anything. I'll make you feel good if you let me?"
"Miranda..." I started to say, before she interrupted me.
"Don't you think I'm pretty, uncle Mike?"
"Pretty?" I snapped back. "I think you're one of the most beautiful girls I've ever seen."
Just then, I felt her hand work my zipper and slip inside my work pants and caress my erection. Although I knew it was wrong, I just couldn't find the willpower to make her stop and instead I simply sat there watching in stunned silence as my gorgeous young niece proceeded to give me a hand job.
"Nevertheless... young lady," I stammered incoherently as she continued to rub my cock.
"I um, I don't think I could ever... forgive myself if I took advantage of you right now."
Miranda did not respond and simply continued to lovingly stroke my cock growing flesh.
"God knows your mother hates me already."
"She doesn't have to know." Miranda replied sincerely. "I want this... I've wanted this for a very long time."
The iCarly star simply smiled up at me and nodded her head.
"Come on uncle Mike, are you telling me you've never thought about it before?"
"Thought about what, exactly?"
"You've never thought about having me?" she grinned mischievously. "I know you have."
"What do you mean?" I stammered naively.
"I see the way you look at me, the way you look at my ...