As the crofter spread his arms wide, her face split into a Cheshire cat smile, displaying at least three good teeth and miles of gum. Her two meaty ha...ds dived into the butchers’ apron, tied about her considerable girth. He would have gulped if he had been able to when she about-faced and squatted down on the ground to cut some of the long stalks down. Before they left, the crofter set about pushing back in the straw that had fallen to the ground, hitching up the listing kilt, and flicking some. She opened herself to him when the palm of his hand moved up an inner thigh. She wanted him to touch her, wanted his fingers on her cunt, and he satisfied that want, which only created new ones."Oh, David! Yes!" she exclaimed in a loud whisper.When his fingers slipped between her crease, and the pad of one finger found her entrance, she rotated her hips and the finger slid inside her. The upper part of his hand crushed her clitoris, and she climaxed. She grabbed his hand with both of hers, and. I knew that my pervert Uncle was still glued and leering through the slit on the door and to make it complicated for him, I bent to pick up the discarded clothes and carried them to the laundry basket in the corner.I dumped them in it and strolled back. I was sure he was watching my breasts bouncing.When I stopped before the mirror in the room, which was right in front of the door and at this point of time in front of him, I knew he could see my reflection quite lucidly and more. But when I looked down, I saw that she was crying. I held her and tried to comfort her, but it seemed to make her worse.After five minutes or so, she calmed enough to sob out something. I didn't understand her at first. She was lying face down with her head in the pillow. I rolled her over and asked her to repeat herself. "I... I had an affair." She sobbed and tried to pull away from me.I was stunned. I had never even thought about anything like that. I felt the blood drain from my face, and.