Started to admire her back structure, went still closer and smelt her perfume.I went mad and slowly hooded her shoulders with my two hands standing be...ind her. Slowly started to smell her hair. She didn’t restrict and she too had the same feelings. I started to kiss her neck beneath her hair. she said she was waiting for this moment. When I felt more confident and slides my hands to hold her hip in between her Saree. Still kissing her neck. Slowly started to run my hands over her belly. Which. It can't have taken a lot of persuasion as minutes later we were both sat there naked rubbing our cocks, whilst looking at each other; Mike on one sofa me on another. Mike was smooth chested with a really thick rod. I enjoyed watching him moving his hand up and down his throbbing shaft as I stroked my own.Tentatively, I asked if I could touch his cock; caught up in the heat of the situation Mike motioned towards his dick. I crawled over and wrapped my hand around Mike's burning hot dick and. I suppose it's partially my fault over the years for not putting up a stronger objection to her at times, but I think it was inevitable that sooner or later she would get herself in trouble. Though I guess you could say that we both had a hand in setting up the scenario that you're about to read about. Some people might find it hard to believe that a couple could get themselves in such a situation . . . but then again sometimes you allow yourself to fall into such nonsense. I guess it might be. She kissed me on the lips and everywhere else above my chest."So, how has the incestuous sex been so far? You like it, Tim?" Marry asked."You know that stuff that just hit you two, I think that means I like it," I replied.We both laughed for a minute and kissed each other on the lips again. By then, we kissed as if we had kissed each other a million times before that, it was cool but still a little weird though."Tell me you love me, Tim, not like a sister," Marry said.I didn't know what to say.