At this point, I was dying for a cock to enter my cunt. ‘ mane chodo saheb, maherbani karine, mane please chodo. Mane taro lund apo (the give me you... cock). My uncle stared at me and said, ‘ haan, beti, this is the right attitude, sali. I will give you my cock. Don’t worry. But first I will take your gand. Because I know that no man has ever gone that before’. He was right. How did he know that. My uncle kept his fingers in my pussy and used another finger into my asshole. It felt like my body. I started with her back massage. She liked it and she asked me if I could use oil to relax her. I asked for the oil bottle which she pointed towards the dressing room. I went to fetch the bottle and I was awestruck when I returned. She had already removed her top and opened her bra from the back for the massage. I got a boner but I controlled myself. I started massaging her and later on she complimented me for the relaxing feel that I could give her. She asked me if I could massage her full. The mornings were so bad that when my husband scheduled his first business trip since Brad had moved in, the on going joke was that now we could take 7 minute showers in stead of 5.The close quarters came with some loss of privacy, my husband and I could no longer spontaneously have sex after work or in the morning because it would be obvious so like parents with c***dren we were limited to after 10 or 11 when we called it a night and went to bed. We also got used to not wearing a lot of. She had never thought of herself as an exhibitionist but what she was doing was definitely arousing her. Brian sat next to her and asked her, 'How do you feel about staying behind when everyone has gone and letting me take a few more photos?'Valerie thought for a while and said, 'OK.'She realised that the more she thought about it the more it aroused her. In fact she couldn't wait for the tennis to finish. Eventually the other players started to drift away and she told them she would lock up..