All of my knickers and bras are already in the wash, so I'm left standing there completely starkers. Now, all I have to do is amuse myself for a half ...our, or so, while the wash cycles.Without any clothing to clip my little pod to, I hold it in my hand, earbuds firmly in place, my favourite songs playing in my ears. Smiling to myself... I have music, I'm alone, I'm naked... it's time to dance. To me, dancing is an expression, not so much a set of steps to follow. Besides, it's not like I'm. I used to help every affairs of my uncle. I helped in the studies of school going cousins. And so i become very much trustworthy to the family. But i was sure that aunty had some secret intentions towards me.But i had some mischeivious deeds which i have done with the family. I peep aunty through key holes when she is changing her dress. I look her while bathing through the ventillator and so on. And i look to their bedroom while they were having the game of sex. While watching uncle and aunty. A tight, warm feeling crept between her legs and she half-sprawled on the rug, pulling him down. He was a big man; for a moment she felt trapped by his body, but then remembered he could do nothing if not for her.She remembered Finnian, still sitting nearby and watching, passive. She grabbed one of his hands and pushed it down her dress. “You too,” she said. “Touch me. All over.”She threw herself on the floor and let both men grope and fondle, falling out of her dress and then kicking it down. His groin and pubes were completely shaved clean looking so manly. She had no resistance left in her and reached down for the naked ball sac housing them specialty pieces of no less than a pound each, with no fur at all providing a special joy to run throughout her body as naked skin of her hands came in contact with them. She cupped them both lovingly in one hand feeling the weight while starting to stroke the shaft pushing the marvelous head out of the slightly tight veins ridden black.