He inserted the scissor in my panties.Keep reading stories from indiansexstories dot net, a leading site for porn stories.He inserted it from behind i... the line with my buttcrack and started cutting. I could feel 1 side of the cold metal on my body. He went in a round motion from under my legs cutting through my panty and then ripped it off half way.Now, he pointed to my brother and said go kneel down in front of him. I had no option so I went and knelt in front of my tied up helpless brother.. I still remember uncle driving us back from the wedding. He had a smile on his face, which said that there is no one stopping him tonight. I had mixed feeling throughout the journey. On one hand I was excited and wanted to feel the next level while on the other, I had my apprehensions like this is wrong, he is my uncle, he is old, it’s going to hurt, his penis is too big – all the reasons why I should avoid sleeping with him tonight. So I did. I prepared uncles bed in the guest room as usual. You have a vagina and only you should choose who gets to experience the pleasures of your vagina. That’s is one of the big advantages of being a woman. Men have to beg and plead in order to get sex. A woman gets to pick and choose who she wants to have sex with. She gets to make the rules. That’s why I refer to your vagina as the GIFT.” Suzy asserted.“I never really thought of it that way”, Lisa exclaimed.“Men have gone to battle over the right to have access to a woman’s vagina. Some women. Ich holte mein Kostüm aus dem Schrank. Überall hingen Kleider & Röcke im Schlafzimmer. Getragene Unterwäsche lag auf dem Boden. Neben der Boxershort fanden sich genauso Slips & Strings. Das Kostüm bestand aus schlichten weißen Strümpfen mit schwarzen Schleifen am oberen Ende. Da sie leider nie so gehalten haben, benutzte ich einen Strapsgürtel um die Strümpfe an Position zu halten. Ich glitt mit meinen frisch rasierten Beinen in die Strümpfe und befestigte den blauen Strapsgürtel an diesen. Nun.