My bhabi (wife of my brother) is very beautiful, cheerful and nice lady, she was very frank with me and use to spend time with me chatting, or watchin... movies sometimes and all that, it was quite normal and I never thought anything wrong about our relationship.After the departure of my brother for two or three months She spent time very normally, but after that I noticed that she use to stare at me and started giving me mysterious smiles, I thought it was my doubt, but then one day I noticed. I want to hold my baby, kiss my wife, be with my family. I never pegged myself as a family man, but all that changed the moment I held Ellie. My heart had never been so full.When the plane lands after what seems like ages, I jump out of my seat, grab my bag out of the overhead bin, and rush out of the plane. I call Albert, my driver, to bring the car around to the terminal and within ten minutes I'm in the back of my Range Rover on my way to Elaine and Ellie.When Albert pulls into my driveway,. It became a playful game between us…so close but not quite there…my tongue covered her entire breast in its rambling but never reached the tantalizing center. When I finally did take it into my lips she arched her back with a deep sigh and began to caress the back of my head. I rolled the firm berry between my lips, lightly caressing it with my tongue. When I took it gently between my teeth and lightly tugged she cupped her other breast in her hand and began to pet it too.Not wanting to let it. My little seven year old daughter just added fuel to the fire, so to speak. Jesus, I breathed, Ah what else can you do, honey? She wiggled her little pussy against the hard dick pressing against her. We got to get naked for this, she told me and hopped down. She slipped her clothes off and said, Come on, Daddy. You got to get naked too. Do it, Leslie ordered me in an urgent voice. She was openly playing with herself. She had her shorts down and had a finger inside her, rubbing the hell out of.