I was now ready to do it because I liked it. So we kissed and he fucked my legs.Now I understood that what was the matter with Sailesh and Gaurav that...very first day when they were laughing and all.After marriage, Sailesh never called me for this. He was now a good ideal bade bhaiya type brother. My sexual pleasures were with Gaurav and Rakesh.How amazing no? I was doing it with my three cousins in a society where no one recognizes it.One day, me and my mother were at my Nani’s place. It was an. She pushed her hand in and tried to et access to my cock. Back then I wore Y fronts, and access was not easily achieved. She finally gasped in frustration and dragged the waist of my underwear. She pulled my penis over the top, and grasped the shaft again. Oh this was wonderful. A moment later her hand disappeared again, and I groaned in disappointment. But then I heard a spit and her hand arrived back to continue its explorations. This time her spit acted as a lubricant and my cock loved it.. "You would worship me with your hands, little boy?"I nod dumbly, not breaking contact with her moist folds. I am frantic to hold her in my arms so I can force my face deeper into her delights.She calls me "little boy" as she always has, and I suppose to someone of her age, I am. She must be in her late forties, early fifties, but age has magnified, not diminished, her loveliness. She is smooth and supple, her hair a subtle red only now beginning to show traces of silver, her skin a comforting. 'Come in Bob', a loud voice boomed from within the room, and Bob opened it in a very humble manner, 'Have brought Mariel, Mr Gordon, he said, she is thirteen and just arrived here'.Bob stood aside and I was ushered into a smoke filled room, with a strong smell of alcohol, 'Mariel, my dear', someone says, I cannot see who said it, but within minutes I am standing totally naked, my nightdress having been removed, soon the men were around me and touching all the sensitive areas on my body.'Does.