I asked her that if she was taking fun with my uncle or not. She said that my uncle fucks her only in formal style. Can u fulfill my wish amar ??This ...conversation was making me horrible. Then I started looking into her eyes and she also.Then I touched my lips with her and started kissing her. She also liked that. Then my hands went on her big boobs and she was moving her hands on my body. I removed her sameez and started moving my hands on her bra and then removed that. She started opening my. ..well, just so lonely, Iguess."Another two tears joined the others in my lap.Greg squeezed my hands, which focussed my concentration on him, and hebegan to stand up. His hands pulled me up as well, until we were bothupright, barely inches apart, me looking up at him, at his eyes, whichwere alive and animated, and then he brought my hands up to hisshoulders, both sides of his neck, and then he left them there, and heran his hands down my arms and over my shoulders and then down my sidesto my. I pulled up her t-shirt far more than required. I pulled it up all the way till her torso just below her perfect breasts. She lay exposed to me. My eyes were feasting on her midriff. she was breathing hard. She felt so vulnerable.My kid was touching her navel with the knife and she was feeling ticklish. She suppressed her giggles. My kid told me to help me and I immediately jumped to the rescue. I kept my bare hands on her navel and acted as if I was wiping the blood off. I caressed her smooth. "I used everything in my remaining power to cease my thrusting against Mistress' gloriously smooth, long fingers. It was like trying to stop yourself from taking a sip of water, when your dying of thirst and the cup is tilted against your lips."I'm fucking you, not the other way around, understand?" Mistress instructed.Her shrill tone froze me to the core. I felt like a helpless, little girl, just wanting not to be in trouble. I trembled as I responded."Yes, my mistress. I understand."I was.