”“Whatever.”At around noon there was a knock at the door. Jennifer was in her bedroom with the door closed, so I answered it. I was greeted by a...tall, gorgeous blonde who flashed me a million-dollar smile as she spoke.“Hi, I’m Ashley! You must be Uncle Jim. Jennifer has told me a lot about you!”“All good, I hope!”Ashley giggled and as she did, her tits bounced in rhythm. Her breasts were quite large, and the small white tank top that she was wearing did little to contain them. I could tell that. I felt some wetness around my mouth and nose as she pushed them into my face.“Can you taste it?” She asked.I could, though most had dried up into the fabric and was crusty. Her panties were musky, mixed with various scents after a day’s use and about two hours of sex. She fully placed her (used) panties on my head with the crotch directly over my mouth and nose.“Do you like it?” She asked.I loved it! How humiliating is this? Having your wife’s panties over your head with her lovers cum. After all he was my littlebrother as every boy, mybrother had curiosity for sex. Iknew this as I had noticed manychanges in him for the last fewyears. I knew it was common atthat age.Sanju used to stare at thepictures of ligerie advertismentsin magazines and television. Iused to notice this. But I nevertold this to mother orquestioned him. As time passedby, I noticed his attention turntowards me. He started tooklook me as a girl, rather than hissister. He started to stare at myboobs, catch. She pulled her finger back and then all her fingers stroked my pussy and she made me moan all over again.I felt Mrs. Chopra pull her fingers back and then she was squeezing my cheeks once again and she was pulling them apart and then I felt it. Mrs. Chopra was pressing her face between my legs and then she was licking my pussy.I just couldn't help moaning when I felt that. I mean, there was some part of me that was saying this was really weird, but I wasn't listening to that part of me. Mrs..