IfI gave in to my weakness and did play with myself, I found myselfreaching for the hidden panties. I was racked with guilt and lust.The night before ...the funeral, everything was ready. The girls had leftfor the evening. The mood was somber. We started to talk about my wifeand daughter, our collective memories of trips to the beach, an artgallery visit to London, a family holiday in Cornwall.I noticed that Rosie was crying, something I had never seen before.However dark her mood, she had always. Please do not duplicate without my persmission... It was a rare night when both kids were gone and my girlfriend had invited me over for drinks and sitting in the hot tub. I was looking forward to some good old fashioned girl time. I grabbed my swimsuit and headed out the door. Emily was in the shower when I got to her house, and her daughter let me into the living room. I sat on her couch and almost fell asleep as I was tired from having worked the last few days. I woke up. His tongue snaked deeper inside her velvety tunnel until his chin touched her. He worked his tongue slowly, as she moaned and wiggled under him. His fingers pressed on her engorged clit, and caused her to almost sit up straight as the pleasure rushed through her body. Her first orgasm rocked her body. She squeezed her legs around his head, holding him in place, his tongue continued to slide in and out of her, his fingers continued to tease her clit. Her bottom lifted as her juices flooded onto. Reportedly she did it with the full knowledge and consent of her husband and her in-laws. This was done by her to get a larger share to her husband in his ancestral property. I know this lady from my childhood. In fact her children and I were playmates. But I did not know about her incest at that time. I came to know of this only when my marriage talks began. This lady had proposed her daughter to me for marriage. I was also interested to marry her daughter as I knew that girl from her younger.