“Hello this is Ashok Patel. Who’s this? Oh Uncleji! How are you?… Yes… Yes… No it’s fine! We’ll be happy to have you here.” Ashok put ...ack the receiver and told Savita that Kunal uncle would be visiting them tomorrow and she would have to go to the airport to pick him. Savita smiled naughtily when she heard the news but acted as if she was not too excited about this visit. But later that night when Ashok was fast asleep beside her she could not help but think of the last time Kunal uncle had. Susan was caught off-guard by this sudden reaction and one of her deeper thoughts linked into her mind. It was of when she was 13 and she had been with her friend in their house, trying on some clothes before a school party. She had only just reached puberty and found herself fascinated to see the physical maturity of her friend, those amazing breasts and that pussy mound. It had excited her, ashamed her then excited her again to look, although now it was a memory long buried by guilt. All Sam. It was full of mystery and lust. I had no idea what was she thinking at that moment but then she said in her broken voice it has been years since.I last had sex with your father and I dont know if I will ever have sex with him again and as she said it. I had some idea that she knew what was going on our eyes were still locked in each others eyes and at that moment, I just knew that I should leave otherwise; I would have lost my control. Mother, I think I should leave now because I dont think I. ”When the pizza arrived I put it in the kitchen and called to the girls. Ginger bent over to get some sodas from the bottom of the refrigerator.Now fully aware of who she was I slipped my hand between her legs. Starting at her belly I pulled my hand along her tightly contained pussy, it was warm and it was moist. I could feel it from my wrist to my fingertips as I glided along its full length. I continued to pull my hand and fingers up her ass crack until I hit bare skin at her waist.