Their style was minimalist to say the least no clutter, no k**s or pets all the rooms where stripped back to basics timber floors and marble everywher..., not my taste but they loved it.John was obsessive about life he had a real tidy fetish everything had to be the right place etc, he was immaculate in his dress, Zoe was similar but not so extreme she was around 35 and had been a dancer/ gymnast in her youth she was still very fit and trained daily , she was around 5’8 blond and a size 8 great. I also hate panty lines showing. I have a nice butt and enjoy showing it off. I don't want my underwear getting first billing. I need to choose between a pair of hip hugging jeans or a really short pleated skirt. The pale blue skirt wins out cause it's new and really sexy looking. Genetically, I was given a nice figure and beautiful legs. Growing up, I always hear, "Gee, a girl would get jealous over your figure and that head of hair." Well, since I always felt that this "girl" was predestined. “Pranali, I almost didn’t recognize you,” he said with a hint of alarm in his voice while eyeing me head to toe, “You have changed!”“No uncle, ye to bass aisehi!” I replied looking down, not being able to meet his gaze. “Ýou are all grown up now,” he said eyeing my body, giving special attention to my exposed breasts and curves. I did not know what to say. ‘’It’s okay, Pranali,’’ he continued gently caressing my entire arm from top to bottom slowly.A chill ran down my spine.”What was he doing?”. His thick mustache tickled my inner thigh as again he easily swallowed my 6 inches. I bobbed and licked his cock, spending a long time speedbagging his large nut sack with my tongue. I spun off my uncle and crawled in between his legs and began to lick his balls again. He raised his ass off the bed "eat my ass, lick it". Once again, I did as my uncle told me and then some. After eating his bung for almost an hour, I stuck a finger in and began to rub and immediately found his prostate and.