.Aa raha hai….Sangeeta ko bhi…Bahut maza..Aaya hoga…Mujhe bhi maza do..Ab..Sangeeta..Tumne btaya nahin…Sangeeta-maza to aaya hi tha..Pahli baa... krne mein thoda to dard hota hai..Ab mujhe pata chala ki aap raat ko bhaiya se sari raat kyu chudati hai…Aunty-kya tumne hum ko krte dekha hai?Sangeeta-han kai baar…Aapke kamre mein aawaj aati hai…Aap bhaiya ko gali nikalti hain na…Chod mujhe sale…Kutte…Aunty-are…Yaar..Tum to puri expert nikli…Sangeeta-ek din to aap chubare pe din mein hi kr rahe. “You are my uncle!” “Labels don’t mean anything.” He tries to explain. “I think we should get back.” I state before turning my back to him, to return back to the main dining room. Uncle Maxwell forces me against the wall. His hands over mine he presses his body against my backside. “I love you in this position.” He whispers in my ear. The heat of his breath near my neck stirs my juices within. Just that fast I’ve become aroused. At first I try to fight it, but thoughts of our plane trip come. What’s the difference?”“You’re not sixteen! Had she been a year or two older, I might not have had the strength to resist. Besides, I’ve lusted after you since you walked into my son’s life.”“Oh, you have, you dirty old man!” she said, mock slapping me as she dismounted.“For your punishment, you have to eat me!”Sliding down the pillows until I gazed directly into the puffy pink lips of her love nest, I pulled her hips down and nuzzled my face in the sperm soaked folds of her softness. Rubbing. Wait for us at the grotto. Be on time please.The grotto mentioned, and shown on the video, was a knock off of the famous one in France. Everybody in the area knew where it was located.There was the implied threat that whoever sent the video knew and could harm my former associates. I was more curious than worried. I felt that this thing had something to do with those congressional hearings. I also knew that no matter who they were, or what they knew, I was not going to testify. I could always.