I never had any such sexual intentions toward her but this time when she came home she was little bit more frank with me. She told me that she has mad... a boyfriend and he loves her too much we usually chatted for long hour on such topics one day after having lunch we went to bed and we were chatting on some topic related to her boyfriend my mom used to sleep in other room (without ac) along with aunt on first floor during chatting I think she got excited as she was taking about her bf so she. “Oh, God Linda, you suck cock so good,” he said.My mother looked at me, and I at her. I had stopped what I was doing because I was shocked to have him say that with my mother hearing it. If only he knew what was about to happen.My mother motioned me aside, and I made way. Terry didn’t say a thing. Just kept asking for me, or rather my mother Linda, to keep sucking him. Now, however, he was actually getting what he was imagining, as my mother took over and began sucking him the same way I had. My father was acting normal as if nothing had ever happened and my uncle was just the opposite. He was always looking for an excuse to push up against me, find a way to reach out and touch me or something and it was always with his perverted looks and thoughts that I had seen him use with every female especially with me since that day. I set my mind to forget what had happen and to try and just enjoy the rest of my vacation.For the next few days all was normal, I went with friends to the beach,. ”“So, maybe we should get you out of that dress.”“I… I don’t know, Pastor Gary.”“You have a bra on, right? It’ll be just like wearing a bikini. You’ve done that, right.”“Oh, mom won’t let me wear a bikini.”“But you have, haven’t you?”“Yes,” the girl breathed, and the flush on her face made her seem both younger and more desirable. “It’s no different. And it’ll keep your dress from getting stained.”“I… what about my bra? Mom washes it too. She’d see stains on it.”“Well… maybe you could take it.