After 5 days ultimately didi same to me and said, “nitin, sirf ek baar, theek hai!” Hearing this I was madly excited, “ok didi, jaisa aap chahe!...�� We waited for the right time to come. 2 weeks later my parents went for a marriage at Delhi. I stayed back because of my exams and my sis assured them that she will take good care of me. I was delighted that I will get to fuck my dream girl. She to was happy but didn’t show it in her face. That night after my parents left she came to our house cooked. I stood for about two minutes when I heard footsteps getting closer , they were slow and the noise of the leaves and little twigs got closer and closer until they stopped . my heart started to race , oh god what have I done ? I thought to myself. i slowly turned my head to look over my shoulder and saw a middle aged man looking at me with his hand leaning against his zip on his jeans .I turned back , but soon heard more footsteps , this time coming from another area . they stopped , and again I. Even his uncle Ben’s eyes were drawn to his daughter’s tits, painting an expression on his face that probably wasn’t appropriate for a father. Aunt Rhonda either missed it entirely or didn’t give a shit ... probably the latter since she had a reputation for being rather self-absorbed, flaunting her own prominent feminine assets at every opportunity.By the time Eric’s mom and aunt were on their second bottle of wine and his dad and uncle were opening their third or fourth beer, Eric was getting. They lived in a huge house. Rich as fuck. He was in real state and she worked for a professional NFL football team as a personal secretary. I had everything I could want. I lived it, but there was one catch. They had a wild sex life which included me. I grew up watching and participating in there sex life. Now they never hurt me or was mean to me so I learned to enjoy it. Not knowing any better I just thought it was normal. They kept telling me untill is was burned in my mind that what we did.