I was very respectful to my parents & had never thought of incest like things. But the story is self explanatory. In the remote area there were no bat... room etc. In night we used to keep an earthen pot and piss in that pot and throw the urine at morning . Because it was a naxalite area we can not take risk of going out of door for pissing the pot was to be kept in the bedroom. It happened one day at home that while the three of us were sleeping I heard the sound of pissing in the pot. It was my. Not a single thing of what happened on that Saturday was what I had expected that was going to happen. His parents weren't at home so it was very silent in the house. For months I was exploring Alex's mouth and body. I loved his lips and tongue who could bring me into seventh heaven. I loved it when he caressed me with his soft hands. When he pulled me close against his chest, his arms around me, I trembled cause of the weird sensations running through my body. When he touched me, I always. “Oh my god, oh my god, that was wonderful. Oh Santathat was the nicest present ever, ever.”I gave her a HO, HO, HO as I stood. She grabbed my cockand stroked it to an erection. “Can I sit on your lapSanta? I’ve been good.”I sat on the couch next to her and she mounted me likea pony. Next she proceeded to ride me as she frenchedme through my beard.“So tell me little girl does Santa’s beard taste likepussy?”“Oh yes Santa it does, and it smells. "She wears a skirt like that because she wants a man with strong hands and a big dick to teach her what she's supposed to do."I close my eyes, throw my head back, breathing heavily, completely giving in. "That's what you want, baby? You want to watch me fuck that woman?" No, sweetie. Of course, I don't want to watch you fuck that woman," I open my eyes and look down at you, confused. "I want to watch you fuck that girl. I want to watch you fuck her, and teach that girl everything you know. I.