Ammi was again holding his head and caressing his hair. Now, uncle removed his track pant, and he didn’t have underwear. I couldn’t see his dick a...s he stood facing Ammi. Ammi took her hands towards it and casually started playing.Now, uncle stood up and held Ammi by her shoulder. She obeyed without a word and started going down. I saw the cock the first time. It was about 7-8 inches and a little dark, as was Afzal’s dark complexion. Gosh! What’s she going to do to it now? My heart was beating. I was beginning to wish I could see her swing out of the car as maybe I could catch a glimpse up her skirt. It worried me the occasional improper thoughts that were crossing my mind about mum. We agreed a meet up place in an hour. After which, we did some shopping at a local mall.The next few days got a little easier as mum and I got a routine. She regularly hugged me, and we kissed with a quick peck on the cheek. We would have breakfast together, she would then go to the sowing room, and I. ‘Hey bro,’ she replied, not pausing with the soap. It was often the way of their mornings, he ate a lot more than she did at breakfast, so she was usually first into the shower, but she didn’t mind when he came in to brush his teeth while she bathed. They had always been very open about nudity while growing up, watching each other grow and develop in a fascinated, scientific kind of sense, they had even had a ‘pubic race’ at an earlier age, counting as their pubic hairs came in by their twos. Oh damn I'm cumming! Oh, oh she sticking fingers up my ass when I am cumming and I just explode. I swear I must have broken her jaw I am thrashing around so bad.When I come back down to earth I am exhausted, but I haven't gotten her off and I eat her cunt, finger her ass and hold her tight. Finally I know I am getting to her. My face is awash with juices just flowing from her like a regular stream. She pounds her heels into the mattress and bang, bang, bang, she is cumming. I hold on. I keep on.