With some beer in my belly I'm sure I'll find the courage this time!" - I think to yourself. Fantasizing about how I'll sleep with every one of them, ...erhaps several at once each night. I feel a stiffness come on. It's not a problem, nobody can see it from here.I start touching yourself over my pants, drifting off into fantasy while I look at the back of their heads, remembering how they look, their big breasts hiding under their summer dresses.One of them stand up, turn around and we make eye. She came into our family hardly some 8 years back when she was 23 years, I didn’t get to attend their marriage since I was having exams in a residential college, didn’t expect her to be such a beauty.After the exams I went home and my first look on her made my eyes dazzle, I had a huge crush on her beauty. The following days I spent at home after the exams were exiting to spend with a new member in the family and from time to time I have got chance to peek at her cleavage and this used to bring. I don’t know anything about sex or what I was doing, nothing at that time.But there was something in my mind about women beauty. All I know was I was enjoying all those scenes. I remember I was studying first standard and I was 7 years old. I had a younger brother who was 2 years old. He was little weak and dull. He will laugh once in awhile. Most of the time sleepingI don’t remember books and rhymes but I remember the best moments I think and I liked them were much were my play ground games. She seductively slips her thumbs into the waist band of her panties, then slides one hand down to her crotch. My finger slips easily into my love hole, a place only my hand of my husband have ever been. I feel the warm dampness, the heat of my yearning. My finger slides in slowly, my thumb resting on my clitoris as it hardens and appears from its little cover. My hand is soaking from the juices leaking form with in me. I pull my finger upwards and find the rough area behind my pubic mound. She.