Magar fir Pankaj (papa ka naam) aa gaye. Isiliye main raat mein nahi aa payi.Dada ji – Bahu, chhodo ye baate. Ab hamare beech koi bhi nahi aayega. M...in khush hu meri bahu mujhe samajhti hai.Mummy – Papa ji samjha to aapne mujhe hai. Main kabhi bhi ye sharam ki deewar paar nahi kar paati. Magar ab aapne us deewar ko tod diya hai.Main hamesha aapke bete ki patni rahungi. Magar main ek patni ke sare sukh aapko bhi dungi. Jaise aapne mujhe sukh diya hai.Fir mummy ne dada ji ke honton ko chusna. Slowly his hands began to take on a life of their own, caressing her shoulders, her back, her arm. She never moved. He then began snaking his hands down the front of her chest. As she was already dressed for bed it made it very simple to remove her yellow silk nightshirt. Slowly but surely he undid each button revealing her body to him. His hands began softly touching her breasts as he caressed her with his fingertips. He then moved her a bit away from him and slowly lowered his lips to one. I made her get on all fours with her legs out wide open. I got closer to her and brought my index finger and middle finger together and began rubbing and teasing her outer lips and clit vigorously and said So this is the beuatiful pussy I came from ,it looks so nasty and began to slowly put my fingers in and she pleaded No dont but I just shoved them in and she let out a moan of pleasure. I pumped my fingers in and out for a few more moments which by now she was dripping wet then I pulled. I asked her if Henry had taken before and after photos.“Yeah, and the cheeky sod wanted close-ups of my pussy as well.”“Did you let him take them?”“Hell yes, and I let that kid that was with him have a good look as well. I even held my flaps open so that they could get a look inside me as well”“Me too I said.”“Are you worried that peeing will remove some of the paint on your pussy?” I asked.“Not worried, more hoping.” She replied.We both laughed and I went for a pee. After all day without.