Again he slid his hand up her thigh, more slowly this time, and underneath her skirt. He stayed there for a moment, reveling in the deep breathing as ...he pressed against his chest, the light squeeze of her hands on his legs, the smell of her sexuality. Then he began to move again, ever so slowly, and meandered his way near the prize. Her body tensed. He felt the deep flesh, the taboo flesh, and suddenly he felt it and realized. She wasn’t wearing any panties. Let’s pause there for a moment.. Pausing at my nipples, he soon had me arching my back and thrusting my breasts up to meet his gentle kisses. His fingers parted my pussy lips and he pushed two fingers deep inside me. I was on the verge of cumming as he sucked a hard nipple deep into his mouth. In no time at all, he was kneeling between my thighs, telling me how fucking gorgeous I looked. I just wanted to cum so bad! I had no idea why he was making me wait and wait, but uncle Bill knew. He smiled at me finally, knowing that it. Sarpanch consoled my father, saying “ Vinod kuch hi dino ki baat hai, Bhabi ko kahna, Abdul Seth ka khayal rakhe aur uske virya (sperm) ke yoni me pravesh se bache” “Kahi Abdul tumhari Bibi ke garbh me apana beej no bo de”. “ Aur ho sake to Abdul ki minnat kar lena ki uska Naukar Usman Bhabi ke Pichwade (Backside – Anus, the arse-hole) se dur rakhe, warna wo Bhabi ki Gaand do tukde kar dega”.As per Judgements passed, Mom was sent to Abdul’s Home as a domestic servant. Few days passed without. It made my scalp tingle and my toes twitch as if they had a will of their own. When it was over - was it a minute or an hour later - I knew that I had poured a great quantity of semen in her, judging by the squishing noises that I heard during the last dozen shoves that I gave her.At last I stopped pumping and I began to get a clear picture of my situation. It then occurs to me what I had done. I had just committed incest with my sister. Should she - or Cynthia for that matter -suddenly.