She started kissing me and rubbing my cock. She shifted slightly and then carried on wanking me and soon I was shooting cum all over her. What I didn'...t know at the time is that it was actually uncle who finished me off. This became the norm for the next few months. When it was her period she would wank or suck me off while uncle watched and wanked. I was at home one Saturday when the phone rang and my mum answered it, after a while she came into me and said, 'auntie Suzy wants to know if. It hurt, this time. Abruptly, he flipped her over. He scrabbled through his desk drawers frantically, until he found the tie he had taken off one day when he had a headache. He’d forgotten to take it home, and he whipped off the one he was wearing. He had two small chairs in front of his desk, and he wrapped a tie around each of Monica’s wrists and forced her into a chair. He tied the ties onto the chair legs, and stood behind Monica, delicately tracing circles around those huge breasts of. Debbie ignored her, much as a good mother would ignore the unthinking barbs that a daughter often throws at the mother making her do something she doesn't want to do. It was a remarkable reversal of roles.Once she had pushed her mother out the door, kissing her and telling her she loved her, Debbie turned to her brother's room.Robby was still asleep, though how he could have slept through the ranting and railing of his mother she could not guess. With economy of movement Debbie stripped off her. Reach up further to run my hands up your back to your shoulders. Close my eyes. Kiss you. *** ‘What?’ you ask. I’ve been staring again haven’t I. Damn my brain! I blame you, you’re teasing me now with your words, putting ideas in my mind. Must be good. Must not touch. Argh! Walking back to the car we nudge, playfully trying to push each other into lamp-posts, bollards. OK it’s an excuse, on my part at least, I just want to touch you. This may kill me by the end of the day, why do I say such.