Uska sharir bohot garam tha aur uski pit meri taraf thi.Me ne uske upar hath rakh diya aur mere taraf kiya vo aa gayi. Mene ac kam kar diya aur blanke... hata di. Phir mene uske boobs par hath rakha koi reaction nahi tha. Meri himmat aur badh gayi m aur mene uske t shirt ke andar hath daal diya aur uske boobs dabane laga vo moan kar rahi thi shayad vo mera saath de rahi thi. Mene haath hataya aur uski pant par haath rakh diya. Didi ki pit meri taraf thi aur vo hil gayi aur mera hath uske upar tha. "Jordie?" Robbie asked, shaking Jordan from his thoughts."Huh?" Do you like this?" Like what? Having you do my nails?"Robbie looked at her pretty little cousin, his auburn hair in bangs andbraided so prettily. His little lace bra and matching panties. Hissmall, weak shoulders. "No, Jordie. Do you like being a girl?"Jordan's eyes wandered slowly from his hands to Robbie's eyes. "I'm nota girl, Robbie. I'll never be a girl. I'm never losing that part of me."In a way, Jordan's response actually. I could barely wait. I slid down her body, nuzzling her breasts through her halter-top and eventually squirming my down to her thin white skirt. I hiked it up over her hips and smelled the sharp tangy scent of her crotch, wet with desire. I began to lick her through her soaked panties and she started to moan. She loved making noise, that much I knew. I pressed my tongue harder against her until her hips began to buck. I pulled her panties to the side and immediately buried two fingers inside. He was definitely gazing at my chest. The fork was so loose in his finger tips it I thought it would fall at any time.I would look at him; he would quickly look down at his plate, but when I started eating he would surely start checking me out again. I had seen all that I needed to see, but I couldn’t bring myself to fix my robe.Oh god what’s wrong with me. This is my 13 year old nephew, and I am his Aunt, what kind of Aunt reveals herself willingly to her nephew?Wait, it must be because I feel.