He died and she remarried a brute of a man that had more k**s and when her mother started to become disinterested in getting fucked all the time and s...itting out babies he turned his attention to the k**s... The sad part is that many readers will like c***dren being abused, I do not, Sex is supose to be a gratifing event but if you need to hold down someone and people refer to them as victims then chances are your doing something very wrong and going to hell (God willing). The sadder thing is. I was taken aback by this and I said to him mumbling weekly, “Babuji, please yeh sabh mat karo Babuji, koi a jayega,”He ignored my please, “itne rat mein kaun ayega, aur darwaza andhar se mein teekh tarah se band kiya hai, tu us bat ka chinta mat kar”. He raised both my hands above my head and pinned them firmly with one hand. With his other hand, he pulled on my sari till it was just a pile of cloth at my feet. Now, I was lying there in my thin blouse and petticoat. I was so ashamed my. Its incest. Ohhhhhhh. If I were not your Shilpa aunty. Please go away or else something bad may happen. Shilpa aunty said with her eyes full of tears. I let go of her and ran to my room. My head was spinning and my cock was hard, I masturbated thinking of Shilpa aunty and slept. In the night I heard my Shilpa aunty crying and felt bad about it. But then I heard something else too, I heard moans from my Shilpa aunties room and thought that she was very much disturbed. I wanted to comfort her so. I don’t think I’d like to lose you to anyone.” She looked surprised at that. She then, obviously, was deeply considering this, this is when I decided to move closer, and gave her a truly loving kiss on her lips. I then kissed down her chin, neck, and onto her chest. I paused, noting no defense, so then proceeded down onto her left breast, moving her jacket aside. There came a sharp intake of breath from her, and a gasp. Not stopping, I then kissed it slowly and took her nipple into my mouth,.