When i was 5 yrs. old my uncle got married with my Shilpa aunty.Every annual leave i will go to my Shilpa aunt’s home because she treat me like her ...wn child. She only makes me bath, feed and so on. When i reached my 15th age i admired to her structure. I see her cleavage while washing clothes, cleaning rooms. She also saw me watching and she don’t care for this because she things that I’m still childish.But i masturbate every day thinking her boobs and ass. After completing my twelth, i stayed. My MIL asked me to freshen up, I needed to badly. After that was done was formally introduced with family members, My husband’s younger sister Sarita her husband Manoj whom I could not see properly .My Husband’s young brother Rohit who must have been in early 20s.Finally I was formally Introduced to Anwar ,he quipped ‘we have met already haven’t we Bhabbhi? ‘ to which everyone laughed. Why was this funny I never understood. It is typical Indian humour, laughing on non-existent joke .And that. And then I smooched her navel and she moaned “Ahhh oooo … More,more” I then said I am gonna put my penis inside her. I put it in with effort and she screamed.I started fucking her like crazy and said “Ahhh anita mam I wanted to fuck you like this very hard …. Ahhh anita your body is so goood ahhh fuck you harder…” anita mam too screamed in pleasure and moaned. I then started twisting my finger in her sweet spot.She could bear the pleasure and moaned like crazy.I then got on the table turned. I was so used to her being around the house that it was kind of like she was my own kid or a kid sister to Nancy. She had her own key to the place, given to her by Nancy. I was wondering what I'd do if she brought a boy over, but none of her friends ever came by. I guess our house was a private sanctuary for her and she didn't want to screw it up. I noticed in the hot tub one day that she was loosing the coltish look and developing into a woman.Maybe it was her home scene that kept her from.