I spent the rest of the day assembling a small FM noise generator. I tried it out on my normal FM radio and found that it made my clock radio unusable...for any length of time.I mounted my second PEEPER in the bathroom that I shared with Tiff. I hooked the video out from the monitor into a video recorder. I wanted to be able to play the highlights later on.The next morning I got up early and turned on my noise generator. My clock radio sounded like someone was frying bacon and popping corn on the. ”“Actually, Jimmy, “I responded, “we can with my parents ensuring our privacy.”“You said you turn 16 in August; I can wait. Besides, you have a boyfriend. It’s not right for me to be moving in on his girl.”“I am nobody’s property, Jimmy. I can fuck who I want,” I said with some heat.“That’s fine, BJ, but there’s still the fact that you’re underage. Even an appearance of impropriety could harm my career, even if I were never charged, let alone found guilty of having sex with a minor.”I sighed. After a few minutes, he inserted two more fingers inside. I let out a loud gasp with this sudden movement. He started fingering me vigorously and within minutes, I felt my reaching. I felt too weak on my knees when I came.Uncle then took his fingers out from my pussy and moved his cum-covered fingers and hand to my breasts and started assaulting it while I was gasping for air. He then completely detached himself from me. I felt relieved but I was still facing the wall and catching my breath.I. Saumya had seen her mother in a the bra but never in undergarments. Saumya knew that on every Tuesday night, her parents went on the topmost roof of the house for a sacred ‘Pooja’ (her father told her that whenever she asked why was not she allowed to go on the roof with them). As a small child, she believed them but with passing years, she realized something was different.On some special Tuesday nights, a man named Pandit Arjun also used to come. He was a priest as her father told her when she.