" He started unbuttoning my shirt."What are you doing!" I said."It's ok, it's private, we're out in the middle of nowehere in the middle of the night..." Are you sure?" Trust me, you're going to love this." He carried on unbuttoning my shirt and then peeled it off me. The cold night air was exhilarating on my bare breasts. He took off my shoes, my trousers, and the red silk French knickers I'd put on because I knew he liked pretty frilly things even though I was more of a pvc and rubber sort. “Oh shut up. Are you going to teach me anything or should I just stand here?” she said“I don’t know. You tell me? You still like the view or not?”“I’ll enjoy it later, let’s go already!”-2 hours later-“The ball won’t hit you I promise, just step forward”I was teaching her how to hit, and she was doing okay mostly. I had taught her how to throw and catch already, but that’s only 2 of the 3 necessities of baseball. She had been the one to ask me to teach her, especially when I told her the. I said not at all - 'its just that I couldn't help noticing you looking at my legs', she said.I remembered the advice I had read a while back given on an incest web site in not treating my mum as 'a lay' but as a woman. I decided to see what reaction mild flirting would get me. 'Well, you have such great legs its hard not to stare'. 'What, me? Maybe when I was your age but I'm a lot older now... ' 'I don't care what your age is, you still have a great pair of sexy legs', I had never taken this. Aur nicche mera lund khrha ho gya tha. Ghar pr aise hi underwear thorha bda pehn kar hi rehta tha main to jab boobs dekhde to lund aasani se khrha dikh rha tha. Maami ne dekh liya tha lund ko to unhone pass prha dupatta le liya. Fir smjhane lggi sum.Pehle to kuch intensions bure nhi the unke liye pr jab boobs dekhe to intensions bilkul bdl gye. Ab mujhe uhne chodne ka man karta tha. Lekin unhe chodna itna aasan nhi tha. Vese unka ek baby hai ek saal ka. Abh agle din Fir prha rhi to mera dhayan.