Unka hamare ghar kafi aana jana hai.baat last year ki summer vacation ki hai. Bhabhi bacho k sath mayke gai thi. Bhaiya khana hamare ghar hi khate the... Dhire 2 vacation khatam hone ko thi but mai abi tak kuchh b nai kar payi thi. Jab kewal 2 din baki bache to mere mummy papa aur bhai ek marrige me gaye the. Maine apne aap se kaha agar tu aaj b kuchh nai kar payi to shayad kabi nai kar payegi.raat ko 8 pm par bhaiya khana khane aaye to maine unse kha bhaiya aap aaj yha se thoda late chale jana. But nevertheless she continued to put her knickers on which was a heaven sent picture, her bending over reaching down letting her breasts dangle there in front of me is something I still to this day can’t get out of my mind.When she stood and pulled her knickers the rest of the way up she walked out of my sight again. I waited as she’d left her bra behind, naturally assuming she’d decided on a different bra. That’s when my heart leapt into my mouth as I heard her say “John come here.” in that. I could actually feel her ass. I grabbed her ass and kept pressing slowly and harder sometimes and pinched a bit. Her breathing had increased but luckily there was an aunty standing in front of her so she didn’t cared about what was happening behind(though I was doing all this carefully).I literally pressed her ass with lust and I wonder how controlled her moans and then I started poking my dick again slowly and put my hand inside her kurti from down so that no one could see and I touched her. “Your penis looks very sore, does it hurt?” urged Cecile in a soft voice. Lost for words I nodded a reply. As I did so, Cecile shuffled closer, still on her knees, and reached out to take a gentle grip around the shaft of my aching cock. Tightening her hold slightly, she eased my foreskin back as far as it would go, as my pre-cum trickled down over her fingers. “I think you have torn your foreskin a little. It’s nothing to worry about, but I’m going to put some antiseptic cream on it to be.