I carefully wrapped it up in toilet paper andplaced it in the little receptacle next to the toilet paperdispenser. When I came back to our table, I "a...cidentally" knocked my latteinto Jack's lap. Well, not into his lap, but all over his legs. Hejumped up, forgetting to hide his boobs which were now jiggling allover the place. His pants were soaked with hot latte and I could seehim getting angry and out of control."Jack honey, don't get upset." I said, being the concerned wife."You can put these. Tere jayada lamba hai per tere papa ka thoda mota hai. Mai: maa apko papa ka ya mera lund pasand hai. Maa: mujhe dono ka lund pasand hai. Mai: maa apko papa ke sath chode sakta hu. Maa: mai tere papa se bat kar lungi, waise bhi tum dono baap-bete apas me dost ke tarah ho. Mai: maa papa ready honge. Maa: ready ho gaynge, jab tumhare papa sath me hote hai tab, woh night me sone waqt mera peticoat apne hand se waist per kar dete hai, jab mai tumko god me leke soti hu aur khate hai, bete se kiyu. “Looks like they’ve shrunk! I can see your ass hanging our honey.” I commented. She giggled and replied, “I’m wearing some of Chloe’s shorts, aren’t they cute on me though??” She said turning around away from me, arching her back and shaking her butt. I immediately started feeling something I knew I shouldn’t be feeling. Not for my 16 year old niece at least. She left the media room and I exhaled roughly. I thought to myself, “Oh My God, my niece just shook her ass at me.” Previous to. I soon started talking to her and we became telephone friends. (I did disclose my identity and told her that I liked her and want to be her “tele-friend”). She promised me she will not talk about me to anybody (not even her husband). Eventually after 3-4 months talking on the phone, she once said, that we need to meet up atleast once. I agreed, but she being married and mother of a kid, insisted that the meeting place, time will be of her choice. I did get a call after 2 days during Afternoon,.