I would have fucked her brains out on a Saturday uncle and Madhu aunty had planned 4 a movie as usual my busy unfortunate uncle expressed inability in... his part to turn up for the movie as he had promised. So luckily it was unanimously me who was given the exclusive rights to accompany my sweetheart Madhu aunty my happiness knew no bounds. She dressed up in a black kurta and denim jeans. She looked simple yet so beautiful and sexy in it apparently the movie and I remember was a horror flick 1920. Hurriedly, she dried off and slipped into the teddy and robe. He was standing in the den wearing a red plaid flannel shirt tucked into his old Levis. In his hand was a single long stem red rose. ‘Oh, Jenny, you are too beautiful for words.’ She bit her lip fighting back the tears and ran into his arms. He smelled woodsy and fresh as he held her tightly to his chest kissing her. He let down her long black silky hair. Her nimble fingers unbuttoned his shirt, giving way to her hands as she felt. He then bent down and began to unbutton my pants. He pulled the zipper down then slid them down my legs. He looked up at me and told me to step out of them and I obeyed. He then began to rub my pussy through my panties. I let out a gasp of surprise. He laughed then pulled them down. He once again looked up at me and told me to step out of them and I obeyed again. He opened my slit with his two index fingers to get a good look at my clit. He said that is was beautiful and that he wanted to taste. “I mean, I guess if we’re both in it together...”“Fair enough,” I said. To be honest, I was just as nervous as he was, but I tried not to let it show.We got up from our blanket, and we walked over to the others. Our boners were jutting out in front of us, and the others couldn’t seem to take their eyes off of them.“Hey guys,” I finally said.Surfer Boy nodded. “You were putting on a hell of a show over there.”“So were you.” I tried to act cool, but I was way more nervous than I’d expected. .