I took in thepicture better, trying to figure out what had happened. From what Icould see in the magazine photo, everything had been the same as mydre...m. Or that's what I was going to call this anyways, just a dream."Okay," I thought, "I'm an intelligent person, I can figure this out.Maybe I bumped my head somehow. Maybe it was heatstroke." Being arational person, I was still weary of the stone so I used the hotelnotepad provided on the table to push the stone off the magazine so Ididn't have. ....just as still as can be. My insides started to clinch it wanting it to move I guess. I started to move my hips wanting his finger to move. Uncle Tim finally wiggle it a little and my hips bucked at the sensation. He smiled and kisssed me soft and long on my lips. His finger tip moved in and out a couple of times before pulling his finger came out again. He put his mouth onto my nipple agian and continued to play with my slit and circle my hole. I was waiting for him to go in again. When I was young my father came to patna during vacation so I along with my mother and father used to sleep in the same room as they used to thought that I am a child only by that time.So one night after so many days suddenly I heard some moaning sound.My eyes got opened and what I saw was really pleasing.My father was licking mom pussy by lifting her nighty.After that I thought to watch the whole sexual foreplay.After that my father opened my moms nighty now she was in white bra .Really she. He pulled the drawer out and i could here him fishing around for something. “put your hands behind your back” he said. I willingly obliged. I had wanted to try some bondage w/ him for some time now but until recently, had never had the courage to mention it to him. I could feel the wetness starting to increase and my skin felt sensitive to his touch. His every breath and touch made my skin feel alive. I moved back towards him and could feel his cock pushing against my back. He moved me forward.