Jason was the first to arrive and immediately hugged me, which I found detestable. Then he went and tightly hugged Mom, who was wearing the only black...dress she had. He kept his arms around her lower back until she forced herself out of his clutch.When Matt arrived he didn't even bother to shake my hand, but went straight to Mother and enveloping her in his arms, while making sure that her breasts were tightly pressed against his chest; he took her to kitchen where he kept telling her not to. There were only 4 members in that family, the uncle, aunt, my grandmother, and my one male cousin. The cousin was 19 years old. The StoryWe prepared and went and reached after nearly 4 hours. I had to wear traditional kurta salwar rather than jeans because of the area. I was dead tired because it required to walk nearly 1 and a half kilometer to reach the house from where the bus dropped us. It was summertime so it was more tiring.We reached and were welcomed warmly. My uncle was gone to fields. I was always cautious about encountering other humans, but at least those encounters were few and far between—which is partially why I sing when I travel—just so I don’t surprise anyone.”“Yeah,” Martin interjected, “there’s nothing that puts the fear of God into someone as a beautiful woman singing. It’s no wonder you’ve never had any problems with them.”Leza straightened her shoulders, standing ramrod straight. “Believe me, I’ve had plenty of troubles over the years. Never assume this has ever. I can not even tell you how we removed each others cloths but there we were naked in the little sitting room kissing and touching each other more. We broke our kiss only long enough for me to lay my wife down on the little sofa placing one leg on the back of the sofa and her other foot on the floor. I leaned in kissing her our tongues entangled with each other, my hand kneading her breast rolling her harden nipples between my thump and forefinger. Slight moans escaping her as we kissed and I.