Main ek hath mein apni chai li. Unka baanya hath pakad wapas sofe par rakhi aur uspar wapas baith gayi.Papa chai peete hue muskuraaye kyu ki is baar u...nka hath meri chikni nangi gand par thi. Maa apni chai lekar aayi aur papa ki ghabrahat uske sath badhne lagi.Maa akar hamare bagal wale sofe par baith boli: Hmm… kya dekh rahe ho aaplog.Unkle: Kuch khaas nahi bas ayse hi.Maa ke taraf se bilkul nahi dikh rahi thi ki papa ka hath hai kidhar. Kuch der ke liye sab shaant rahe. Fir main apni kamar ko. Well, on this Sunday night she recaptured that spirit. God she was beautiful. Lena went upstairs with her and then went to bed. ‘Wait in the lounge,’ Gianna had said to me, ‘I have something for you.’ That was a message that she was going to be very provocative indeed. I quickly showered and sat there worrying about how is was going to keep up with her. I think she realised by now that I was not in my early thirties and I didn’t have quite the ‘reload’ capacity that I used to have so I hoped. The white cotton underwear that was so loose on her that I'd bet my grandma would wear it with no problem at all. Even so, she was gorgeous, absurdly more beautiful than I would have imagined her to be. Her skin was white and perfect and her curves fitted her short stature flawlessly, not as curvaceous as Gabrielle, but still, she had a beautiful petite body. I sliced the undergarments too, slowly and carefully freeing her other secrets.Holy fuck. Her breasts were perfect. Probably something. " You ain't got no husband, Momma. I already checked. Nooo, you ain't got no fella doin' ya. Nobody but me that is," he laughed. "I got what you need. I got me some big meat."He cupped the bulge in his pants to show Carol his manhood. "See, look here, Momma. That's what I'm talking about."Carol was beside herself. The bulge in the man's pants was huge. Terror gripped her as she thought what he might do to her daughter.As if reading her mind the man stated simply, "I'm not going to touch the.