I realize that the moaning is someone on the bed, I peek around the corner and I see you. You are almost completely naked, except for what are a black... garter, hose and one of those half bras that support your lovely tits beautifully. You don't see me because you are concentrating completely on what You are doing, which explains the moaning. You have your legs spread open and have both hands busy, and You are watching them satisfy yourself. You have a very large cock like dildo that you are. ”“Then why did you wax yours?” It slipped out. I was in a half daze when I said it.Then silence for what seamed like an eternity. Maybe I didn't say it. Maybe I was still dreaming. But then she spoke.“Well you don't shave your dick or your chest or your face. And isn't it supposed to be more empowering for you?”“No, it's mostly because I'm lazy and it's cold outside.” I told her, trying to be funny to break the tension. “Well I like your hairiness.” She rubbed my chest in a sexual way. “Would. The next house was at least at least a mile away as we drive seeing no other signs of housing. We finally found a space along the road and parked. Seeing what the other girls had been wearing I took of my silk blouse off inside the car and removed my half-cup bra. Putting my blouse back on I left it unbuttoned and tied it over my breast so the smooth fabric would hug my bra-less tits like a second skin. As we walked down the street I could feel my breast swaying with every step. Cindy kept. Uncle haste hue bole: Ha-ha-ha, pahle jaise khel rahe the? Maza hi aa gaya mujhe to.Papa: Kyu? Woh kyu?Main uncle ko dekhne lagi ki woh kya bolenge, kahi ye na bolde ki woh mujhe nachwaye aur sab jo hum kiye.Uncle: Are kya bolu ha-ha-ha, ek baar bhi nahi haara main.Papa: Hmmm-hmmm bechari ko aati nahi theek se ye bolo.Main: Wahi na papa, upar se ye baar-baar mere patte bhi dekh rahe the, imaandari se khel hi nahi rahe the.Uncle: Achca-achca ab dekho main yaha baitha hun. Theek hai ab batana.