The scenes I could see littering the grass were pictures of my legs, my short skirt, my complete lack of panties. I fell to the ground and stared gath...ring them up, not looking at the pictures any more, but stuffing them back in the envelope as quickly as I could. Just as I got the last of the incriminating rectangles hidden from sight, a couple of girls walked past, heading down the path the same way as I was going. Somehow I managed to stand again, watching the girls and wondering what they. The next time I went over to visit my Uncle, he had set up my Aunt's full-length mirror along one side of the bed. It was soon clear why - it turned him on immensely to fuck his nephew's pussy from behind, while watching my chubby tits and hard little clit jiggling as he slammed into me. I graciously took every bare load my Uncle wanted to pump deep into me. And then, after a few days of that, it happened...We were in our usual position - I was on all fours in front of the mirror, my tits and. I made my way back to my room, smiling and greeting the few people I saw. I giggled to myself because I wanted to hug everyone to tell them how good I felt. It was as if my problems had vanished.I entered my room, and a thought struck me. Maybe I had experienced the 'release into euphoria' or, as the French called it, la petite mort. No wonder the French are such bawdy people. I giggled to myself again, wondering what I could do to thank Christine for such a wonderful experience.It was still. Mummy ne hath me papa ka lund liya aur us ko pahalee saaf kiaa phir lund ke pass jaane lagiii aur lund ko halkaa saa kiss kiaa and ekdum se mummy ko ubkaii aane lagii to mummy ne niche muh kiaa to dekh ki nichee me hu…. Mummy ke to hosh udh gayee me to darr gayaa aur bas yahii soch rahaa tha ki mom ye dad ko naa bol deeeItne me dad uthe aur bathroom ki taraf jaane lagee…Mummy ekdum se sidhi huii fir meri taraf dekhaa mujhee bahut dar lag rahaa tha achanak meri najar mummy ke left dudu (boobs).