I played with her thong with my fingers and traced it along her ass, down into her ass crack, then back around her hips and down into crotch, grazing ...her lips with my fingertips. She moaned into my mouth. She unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans and reached into the front of my boxer briefs and pulled out my hard cock. She started to stroke it in her hand. I slipped my fingers into her thong and played with her pussy lips. When I started to feel wetness, I pushed a finger inside. I felt her. . She ignored that and also ignored few moments where I touched her bare above breast and sometime even her breast..Anyhow after that we went for carobar booze, means we drank alcohol in the car itself roaming in the streets of delhi..We bought 12 beers as we planned to get sloshed before we hit back home .. 2 down each, 4 down each, when we were on the fifth one each, we started to feel really tipsy..Within that trip she got some beer doppled over her tank top right on the breast area.. Ahe. The music is playing as I head out to the back garden where a dance floor had been laid for the occasion. I knew that Dave would be out there looking at the ladies and I wasn't wrong. He wasn't strictly a relative but an old family friend who was always classed as family. Walking up behind him I reach up and plant a kiss on his cheek, "See anyone you fancy Uncle Dave?" I giggle as he turns and slowly looks me up and down. His eyes take in every inch of me, from my high heels, and short denim. “To get married right now, even if it was legal, I’d have to say, no. At fifteen you are absolutely way too young, no matter what culture you live in.”“But what about a year from this summer we’ll both be seventeen, almost eighteen?” She asked.“I’m fifty-fifty on that right now but you both have to prove to me that you’d be able to handle such a big step at such a young age. If you do that, then I would let you and Brad get married.”“Thank you, Daddy! I promise you, you’ll never regret your.