The weekend was irritatingly gorgeous. Blazing sunshine meant the WI barbecue went ahead as planned. Dad was chief in charge of barbecue and providing...middle-aged flirts. Mum was chief host or whip-holder as I joked. Dan was put in charge of drinks and me in charge of nibbles. Let the mission impossible take place!At 1, the sun was at its hottest and all the old farts were in position around the garden table. Middle-aged droning took place, and Dan and I were busy bustling in the kitchen. Uncle Bud got the other car and part of the bank account funds, but the lawyers fees and court costs he had to pay took almost every dime he was allowed to keep. He also had to vacate the house within a week and was ordered to leave it in good condition.Aunt Connie and the girls were back in their own home before the month ended and quickly settled back into their normal, pre-divorce, routines (only without Uncle Bud). Aunt Connie had to go to work, of course, for what money she received from. "Good, let us undress," chachi said unwinding her sari, "Mohan, you too."Soon all three were naked. Ali and Mohan's young cocks were pointing towards the ceiling. Chachi noticed that Ali was staring at her hairless choot."Go ahead touch my choot," chachi said.Ali touched chachi's choot gingerly, Ali said, "Oh chachi, it is so soft." You like my choot," chachi asked."Oh yes, please chachi let me fuck it," Ali said pushing chachi towards the bed."You will but first with your tongue then with your. Wo apni wig utarkar apna makeup saff karti h uska baad wo apni saare urarti h aur fir sirf blouse aur petticoat mea aina ke saamna kadi ho jati h jb wo apna nakli 38 size ke boobs ko dekhti h jo ke blouse me andar h unka laand khada hojata h aur unka upar masti cha jati fir achanak se wo apna boobs jo ke nakli h unha blouse ke upar se dabana lagti h aur apna petticoat utar kar apna laand bahar nikalkar hilana lagti h aur wo maadmast hojati h.Tabhi uski vanity ke gate par sarla knock karti h.