We held hands and moved towards the church steps past the watching crowd of friends and neighbours, blushing at the comments about what a sweet pictur... we made together.The vicar met us at the church door, saying "My, you look very pretty! What are your names?"I looked at him coyly and said softly, "I'm Alice, and this is Anna." Well, girls; are you sisters? You look so alike!" No, not sisters, but cousins" said Anna, with a radiant smile.A SurpriseMY uncle arrived at the gate and hurried to. It was a dense forest but I was in no mood to stop so I went down on her and started eating her pussy slowly, though the forest was a hindrance that did not deter me from eating that wet cave of love.After around 15minutes of sucking the caves, she told me that she wanted to blow the shit out from my dick to which I gave an emphatic yes and pulled my pants down. My tool was standing erect saluting the Bengali born Marathi speaking pune bombshell literally saying come on I am your whistle for. She had always been there for me when I needed my spirits lifted or just needed encouragement. She was also my best friend.Quite often friends would as me to stop after work for a drink but I seldom did because I would rather go home to Marci and she was always there when I got home. Marci's job was closer to home so she was able to do whatever shopping was needed and be home before me. So you see there was nothing in the last four years that would have prepared me for what I witnessed in my. I guess we both wanted to stop but didn’t , we rolled around and now I was on top of him and I vigorously rubbed my crotch against his till I came with shudder( guess that was my first orgasm), by this time I was on fire, still hugging we both were on sides , he moved his hands to my bums and gave them a squeeze, wow. My own brother squeezing my bums, not to be left behind, I slowly made my hands inside his bermuda and felt his bums , then my brother too inserted his hands through my shorts and.