When I went there she told me that it is common in your age. I was asking her sorry and telling her not ti tell to dad. She said that if she dont want... to tell to dad then I have to obey her commands. I accepted and asked her what to do. She told me to close the door and windows and lock the main door and I did the same . Then she told me to fuck her!!!!!… I was dumbstruck and overjoyed.Then I literally pounced on her and kissed on her lips and was sucking it for 20 mins. It was the sweetest I. She was her mother’s daughter, for sure.“Are they pretty, Uncle Roger?” she asked nervously.“Oh Christine, they are absolutely beautiful. You’re absolutely beautiful. Let me just look at them a second.”I could sense she was getting shy under my gaze, but also that she kind of enjoyed showing them to me. I moved closer again and reached slowly for her tits. I gently caressed them around the bottoms and sides and them slid my hands on them fully and started feeling her up again. I started. His strong fingers touched her bare leg under the table, creeping slowly up her thigh, under the dress. Instinctively she parted her legs and shuffled her hips forward on the chair, offering him her knickerless beaver. At last, he was going to touch her there! She tried to suppress a gasp as his finger reached her slit, finding her wet and willing."Seems like you're ready for it, Jen," he said, withdrawing his lubricated finger and then licking her juice off it. "Mmm, tastes as good as it. While this story is in continuation with the same. For those readers, who have not read my Ahmedabadi painter painted me story,I would like to give you a small recap, where I met Nayna in a mall and from there our relationship started to her bedroom. (ALL names and places have been changed to protect the privacy).By the way I am superb in bed, with 30 yrs of age, 5’10 height, strong arms to melt you females and involved in serving females of Ahmedabad. After the encounter with Nayna, we became.