She removed his banian , pulled out his dhothi. She inserted her right hand through his right inner thigh up, towards his cock , under his striped cot...ton knickers, usually worn at rural places Meanwhile, he let his smoke on her hairs near her left ear. Smoke was rebounding from her hairs while my uncle was giving a weird smile. She was fingering his cock inside his shorts. He pulled her head dragging a puff , kissed her, relieving smoke into her mouth. Both were smooching while smoke emanated. "When you get that stuff, just tell me so I can take it home."Mister Jim smiled. "Cap and gown. Cindy, would you like to make a big deal out of this at our middle school graduation?" Big deal?" I talked about that whole 'middle school graduation' thing with Dan and Mister Jim and Mizz Ann, and we all thought it was kind of silly, but a lot of parents liked it. I hadn't thought about middle school graduation. After all, I was headed towards a high school graduation."Sure," he said. "All the. What happened here?" Her dress was hanging open in the front, and he couldn't keep himself from noticing her lush body either.Rachel, between sobs, told of the man coming into the house and threatening her with the knife. She told how he'd ripped her dress, and told her that she'd be glad when he was finished. She'd fought and he'd threatened to kill her. Then Bobby was there. She looked around at the men, who were all staring at her."Bobby was here," she said. "Where's Bobby?" She lunged up. The kissing gave way to moaning. "BEN. BEN, YES, YES, YES, RUB HARDER, SON... RUB INWARDS... PUSH YOUR FINGERS IN (but she knew that the fingers couldn't go in because of the pants)... YES... YES, YES, GOOD, THANK YOU... DON'T STOP... DO IT TO MOMMY... DO IT..."Ben was in his own throes of wild thrill. "MOMMY, OH MOMMY... YOUR HAND IS GOOD... VERY GOOD... YES, STROKE ME, MOM, STROKE ME... DON'T STOP... AHK... AHK... AHK..."On and on mother and son stimulated each other. For ten minutes Rachel.