Uncle ne kaha mai janta hu lekin uske jane bina bhi aap mil sakti hai na mujhse mummy ne kaha mai samjhi nahi uncle ne kaha dekhiye isme kuch galat na...i hai kaun sa vo aapse shadi karke aapko biwi bana raha hai aur badle me jo chaiye mai dunga aapko bas aap mera kahna man jaiye aur shayad utna dunga jitna aapne socha nahi hoga mummy uncle ki bat sun rahi thi uncle ne kaha boliye varsha ji. Mummy chup hoke baithi thi uncle unke pass gaye aur thoda pass fir gal pe kiss kiya aur kaha dariye mat ye. Her less than veiled threats continued to haunt me and it was with these in mind that I returned to my duties, collecting the washing and putting it through the machine whilst I turned my attention to the mountain of ironing, not only my own but Lynn's as well. I think having to carefully iron her delicate things was the most humiliating of all. Now that I had some understanding of how they felt when worn I could sort of appreciate how nice the assorted collection of lingerie was.Blouses,. I had another shot and we smoked some weed. the party was really nice all the old men were very freindly and polite and all thought i looked amazing and everyone of them wanted a chance to take me out on a date. they wanted to treat me to nice dinners and the orchestra and all sorts of expensive things. it was abuot 9 oclock now and Natalie was wasted. she stumbled into the house and passed out on a bed in the back bedroom. leaving me alone with all the old men. I was now pretty drunk and high. I am wearing short denim shorts and a red bra. She unclasps my bra easily. My breasts relax. To many people my breasts look big. I have been complimented by many boys for their size, but compared to hers, they are tiny. I lay down on top of her and press my boobs against hers. I kiss her on the lips and our legs tangle.I lay down beside her and pull her on top of me. She is much stronger than I am and pushes my hands together behind my head. Her tits are moving slowly up and down as she gently.