I told her I need to check her bra and immediately put my hand inside the bra. She pushed my hands and started crying.Then I told her that she stole t...e money from day 1 and need to pay huge money or listen to me to avoid the police. She agreed to do whatever I want instead of calling the police.Then I again put my hands inside the bra and caught the nipples. Then, I started pressing it.She started crying loudly. I again warned her but she was still crying. Then I took the phone to call police. .."Uncle laughed and obliged her.He ravished her on the sofa, while I held her legs apart.My wife's outstretched right hand was clinging to my cock, and every time, uncle made her orgasm, her small soft hand would tighten painfully around my throbbing dick.We carried her back to the bedroom when he had finished fucking her. She was too tired to walk. I still had not cum, and was desperate.Uncle didn’t let me take her pussy, saying it was too sore. He turned my sleeping wife onto her stomach,. She pulled them snug with a belt. Over a white cotton tank top, she wore an old light blue workshirt, also her father’s. Her hair was in a ponytail and she had on an old blue baseball cap, also with some paint stains. She applied a touch of moisturizer, a clear lip gloss and, after scrutinizing her face, a light touch of mascara. She decided that she should place practicality over attractiveness. Besides, Miles had already seen all of her that there was to see. The cell phone was in the car,. In the meantime, we were to be careful. Also, there'd be no party on Halloween; there'd be too many kids out doing trick-or-treat for us to have any sort of privacy.After one more party (and dates on Saturday night), we heard some rumors of the Child Welfare people snooping around. Okay, that was a definite turn-off. We had one of those rambling, two-day conversations that was just like what our parents did, and concluded that no parties in November. First, girls were starting to have their.