Par chachi ne mujhe notice kiya ki mai ab phle jaisi masti nhi karta hu.Mai unhe pana cahta tha mai kabhi unke boobs daba deta kabhi unki gaand me lan... touch kar deta par jab mai aisa karta wo majak me bolti ki ab mera beta lagta hai bada ho gya hai Apni chachi pe hi line mar rha hai. Aur chachi jaha bhi jati mai unka picha karta unhe dekta nahate hue,kapde phente,hue chacha se chudai karte hue.Chachi ko sab pta hote hue bhi wo mujhe andekha kar detu thi,par ek raat chacha bahar the aur sab so. I wanted to touch her panty but could not dare. This was happening every night. I used to go to her room lift her gown touch her thighs, kiss her thighs.One day decided that I will touch her pussy over her panty. It was 3 am. I went to her room. I pulled her gown. Exposed her panty. I moved my finger over her panty. It was so hot. My dick got damn hard. I moved my finger in-between her legs. Rubbed her there. I was so scared to do that but I was desperate I did that. I was sweaty by then. But. I needed to ask before touching, and when it was time ask to cum. His requirements then, and now here where we are both of the flesh, seemed like day and night. This was no scene in our chatroom, and this was no playing over the telephone.It was then he pulled to make sure my hands were still tight to the bed frame. He reached down to the bag and pulled out a red blindfold. Holy hell. What have I gotten myself into? The moment it snapped around my eyes he chuckled. “Remember kitten, this. "I love you, babe," he told me.I looked up and smiled. "I love you, too."-- SEPTEMBER 2004, JUNIOR YEAR --"Oh, yeah. DJ and Brooke have been just fine," I assured Mom over the phone. "They're making friends quickly. You know about Faye already. But the girls have put together their own little circle of friends, and they're adjusting nicely." That's good to hear," Mom said brightly on the other end of the line. "I remember it being quite the shock starting college, losing most of your high.