“Morning” I said brightly. Eagerly enjoying his hug and kiss. He stepped back, holding my shoulders. “You ready to party?” He asked, as he gav... me a wink. “Um, Yeah, I guess. Partying with my parents and my uncle sounds super cool!” I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes.Uncle Steve laughed. “I’m still pretty cool for an old guy!” He said, giving me a coy smile. “I guess” I shrugged, and smiled back.Everyone started showing up to the party around seven. Uncle Steve made introductions as they. I sat my butt on the smooth water, my round breasts bobbing on the surface. Iliasa’s big boobs really floated as she leaned back and closed her eyes.Pyrriah, sitting beside me, glanced down the trail and smiled. Our brother made his move.Kurtis strode up naked, his body tanned by the sun. He was strong, his muscles rippling. Not a soft bit about him. He was all so hard, so different from us women. He was naked, his cock thrusting hard before him, his balls swaying. I licked my lips, remembering. We currently live in the UK. in Bangladeshi tradition and Culture sex is very very discreet not talked about .but sex is very common outside the marriage .my dad used to work abroad in the UK. and me and mom lived in bangladesh in a village. my dad only used to visit once every 3 to 4 year for about 4 weeks at a time. my mom and I lived with her parents. my mom is a very very sexy women she is really very tall and stocky build not sure of the size but very busty she was a bit dark brown skin.. Oopre shusree-jamaier choda chudee korche aar neeche shoshur tar boro bou ke chuche dekhe to amar matha kharap hobar moto hoye gelo. Ami aste aste nijer ghorer dike egote laglam. Amar ghore giye dekhi je amar bichanate amar bhasur mane toder jetha aar amar nanod mane toder pishi nengto hoye moner sukhe guud mamari cholachee. Eto sab kando karkhana dekhe ami aar thakte parlam na, ami agyan hoye sei khane pore gelam. Jakhon amar gyan elo ami dekhlam je ami amar bichanate shoeye achee aar amar.