It was around this time she started to drink. When she was sober she was the mother I grew up knowing, but when she was drinking she could be mean and...hateful. Mom wasn't ever physical with me but, her tongue was like a two edged sword. That sword often cut deep and could be painful. So our relationship for two years became less loving and more resentful as I fought back.My granddad and grandmother on my dads side of the family owned a mid size working cattle ranch in Southeastern Arizona.. Mandira was a soft-spoken lady and was busy with the chores in the house. Savita was bored. She had never wasted time. She had no work at all in this house. Savita forcefully took Mandira with her to roam around the city. She wanted an adventure.Savita and Mandira decided to do some shopping after having some ice cream. Savita wanted Mandira’s suggestions on how curvy she was in the different clothes she tried at the shop. Savita even turned around and showed Mandira her plump ass curve. The. She told me to finish everything.I had finished my breakfast and was going to my room. When Priya masi called me. I turned and saw that she was standing behind the bathroom door with just her face out, hiding her entire body behind the door.Priya: Chetan, can you pass me the towel. I forgot to take it. Sorry to bother you.The towel was on the sofa. I took it and went near her to give it to her. She stretched out her hand to take it. Then what happened was nearly shocking. When she stretched out. .”(he is asleep..) and continued to press the boobs. About my uncle and aunty they were 5 feet and uncle was little fat and aunty was a little plump. I pretended to be sleeping and watched them through the corner of my eyes. My blanket covered my erect manhood form being caught. He removed the blanket, she was wearing a red nighty and he was in a lungi. I was dark in the room but moon provided enough light to see what is happening next to me.After two minutes he sat between her legs and rolled.