To uncle bole mujhe pata hai tera pati 3 saal me ek baar ghar aata hai jab jab woh aayege to me dur ho jaoga to maa na na karti rahi to uncle ne josh ...e aakar maa ka bra faad diya to maa boli tumne to bra ko faad diya to uncle bole aaj to tujhe aisa choduga ki tu bistar se bhi uth nahi payegi to maa kuch nahi boli uncle thodi der tak maa ke boobs aur nipple ko chuste rahe aur dhire dhire navel tak pahuch gaye aur peticoat ka naada khol diya aur maa se kaha penti ko faad du to maa boli nahi. She reaches up and back to caress my face. She turns in my arms and deeply kisses me, her sweet breath and contended smile being all I need to feel contentment myself. But the storm outside calls us. She reaches down, grasps me in a firm and insistent grip and leads me to the door. As we move into the storm tossed yard the power goes out. The full darkness created by the failure of the security light, is in stark contrast with the almost continuous lightning generated by the storm which is. ‘You’re doing great Melissa.’ He said, he brushed a few hairs out of her face. ‘How are you feeling now?’ He asked. ‘The same.’ Melissa said. Arno turned to the machine and adjusted one of the valves. ‘There,’ he said. ‘Now you should start to feel a bit floaty and high.’ Melissa nodded. Her grip loosened and she wasn’t squeezing my fingers that tightly anymore. Her eyes glassed over and quite dazed she looked up at us. Suddenly she started to giggle, it was a small giggle at first. There did look like there was a couple of storage buildings that people went into to get something that needed to be carried down to the ship and there looked to be a structure that could have been some sort of smithy. It was hidden by the palisade closest to our position, but we could see smoke coming up from it and the quantity suggested that it was definitely something bigger than a cooking fire.Eventually we worked our way back into the jungle and we headed back to our own encampment. We.