The uncle was farmer and his wife and a daughter and son. His daughter was studying 12 std. and son was in 7std. since no proper education was availab...e in their village they shifted to this town. The uncle would visit only in the weekends since he was looking after their farm.Aunty was in her forties and her name was Vidhya. She was not much attractive and was little plumpy. But I liked her Ass very because whenever she walks it would swing in air like pendulum and also she had big water. Ian’s hands were all over my breasts and nipples and I was being held perfectly still with cocks inside me like I have never had before.My mouth was wide open and I was in a complete state of total excitement, so much so that when Ian started pulling my nipples a little I remember gasping ‘harder’. We were all going to come, I knew I was anyway as Rob arched my back and Ian painfully stretched my nipples out long and slapped with his other hand so that my breast wriggled free only for him to do. I told you that I would stop when ever you say so. You smiled and said “say so” then got this puzzled expression because I stopped. Then you forced me onto your dick. You pulled back and quickly sat down before your dad came into the room.” “I feel like my hands should be doing something,” he said and placed his hands behind his back and found my pussy. "Hmm warm" he said as his finger finds my clit. I bite my lip to keep from moaning, but fail. This goes on for a few seconds and then he. As he half-rose, they gently opposed his motion and, off balance, he sat back down."Shauna... ?" The question died on his lips as she came round the side of his chair and he caught sight of her for the first time. The colour drained from his face as he recognised his lover from thirty five years earlier.Dressed in a shapeless pair of oilskin trousers, a baggy, nondescript, somewhat grubby sailing sweater, the iron grey hair topped off with a Breton sailing hat, she leant forward, gently closed.