I could easily image why. My only regret was that I couldn’t go with him.My return home was an occasion to celebrate. A feast was quickly thrown tog...ther, and everyone in the community pitched in to make it a success. We ended up eating, drinking, talking, late into the night; and, of course, having welcome home sex. I was missed, and not just by the women of my hearth.Rugar was glad to see me. The man had everything under control at the settlement, and all the tasks that I had left him with. ”Ab Harpreet uncle ne apna hath meri pussy pe ghumana shuru kiya aur mere breasts daba daba kar chusne lage. Aur Balwant uncle apna mota lund meri gaand ke bich ghisne lage aur bole, “Massstt gaand haiii. ummmm ssss mast naram moti aur gol gol gaand hai teri Gomi.” Fir un dono ne mujhe ghutno be bitha diya.Harpreet uncle ne mere gal daba kar mera muh khol kar apna lund mere muh mein daal diya. Main bhi masti mein aa gayi aur fir Balwant uncle ka lund ek hath mein pakad kar use pump karne lagi. A bonding had been established and to a degree, a commitment. I knew for a fact, that if it wasn’t for the looks on my c***dren’s faces, the youngest being f******n years her senior, and the imagined look of disgust on her father’s face and bewilderment on her brothers faces, I probably would have it somewhere in the back of my head the preparation to ask her to marry me. There was no denying it. What we had was special. Only the passage of time would reveal the truth of it. But for now, what. I stroked his big cock and smiled up at him. "I love having your cum inside me," I said. "And I want lots more, today and tonight. I want you to treat my ass like it's a little cum bucket. But first, I want to put on a garter belt and panties and a bra and stockings before I get in bed. Why don't you lay down on the bed and stroke your cock while I take a look in the closet for something to slip into like a stripper?" I stroked his cock good for him again, as he laid back on the bed. Then I sat.