” “I don’t know what you are saying, uncle.” She pretended ignorance, even though it was an open secret at home that Rashid has been fucking h...er mother for many years.“Don’t pretend, my dear kunju (small bird), your libido is high and you need someone to quench it, and who else can safely teach and cool it than your dear uncle.”“Uncle you are too much!”“Yes, kunju, I heard everything and that is when I thought that I should help you out, dear.”“But, fucking amma (mother) is not enough for. " You never give up, do you?"He shook his head. "Not when it comes to seeing someone as beautiful as you are."She smiled at the flattery. "Don't expect this to happen ever, ever, ever again, so get a good look while you have this opportunity." I'm a man of good taste. I know how to appreciate quality." Now you're just trying to make me blush."With that, she took off her expensive jacket and uncharacteristically tossed it the floor. Then off came her belt and then her pants, which were also. So I was a bit revealed and said `how can you thing of coffee when we had such a romantic moment!` she laughed and started running away.I caught her near the dining table and then started making out. We were going hornier now. We were both breathing heavy. Her hot breaths were making me want more. I said ` I want to make love to you` she said `go ahead i`m all yours`. I felt like the luckiest man now. I laid her on the table itself . She started to take my belt off.I grabbed her shorts and. The females -- the real ones -- began to chat about this and that, 'this'being the type of men they preferred, and 'that' being how their sissymates didn't meet any of the qualifications of the first catagory. Thoselow chairs grew less comfortable with the passing minutes. Pantiedbottoms shifted uncomfortably on their wooden seats. The wives discussedsissy fashions, and what sort girdle worked best with a butt plug.The doorbell rang, which made all of the sissy spouses start. Theytightened.