My wife had been very understanding and said that we would have our family Christmas celebration when I got home on the 5th of January. The kids of co...rse would be able to open some presents on Christmas Day, but the major gift giving would take place when I got home.I was resigned to eating my Christmas dinner at the Village Inn and spending a day in front of the TV watching one Christmas special after another when I got a phone call from my boss. The truck carrying the material we needed for. Jab uncle wapas aaye tab mera last din tha training ka .Uncle : yaar ashu aaj tumhara last din hai mujhe bahut bura lag raha haiAshu : ha uncle mujhe bhi bahut bura lag raha haiUncle : aaj main tumhare saath hi enjoy karungaAshu : main bhi aap k sath hi rahungi aajFir maine or uncle mall ghumane gaye waha uncle ne mujhe shopping karwai .Uske baad movie dekhi dinner kara or room per aa gaye .Ashu : uncle aaj mera last day hai aaj to ek baar meri chudai kar doUncle : janeman aaj to puri raat. It was for this reason that I decided I needed to go get a good night hug. It was an excuse to appear before him in my new jammies. I admit it. I wanted to see what his eyes did. It did not occur to me that Uncle Bob might be one of the millions of people in America who sleep in the raw. I didn’t know about them, back then. I thought everybody owned and wore pajamas.When I breezed into his bedroom he was bent over, facing away from me. He was in the process of raising his right foot out of his. It was time. The head of my cock pushed between her cunt lips and began to sink slowly, steadily into her. She sighed and tilted her pelvis a little to accommodate me. I glanced up at her face. Her eyes were closed and she had almost a listening expression, as she felt me pushing in.Deeper and deeper I sank into the silky grip of her vagina, and she seemed to soften again, opening her legs a bit more, accepting the penetration. Finally I was all the way in. I felt the head of my cock gently.