Venkateshappa has a wife and two kids, a girl (36) and a boy (38) and his wife Sowmya. Sowmyakka is my second cousin in a sense, just that I was 14/15... years younger to her. It was that their family knew us for generations and we were one of the most affluent in the village. Today the village is part of Bangalore city.Sowmya was always known as ‘Akka’ (Akka in Kannada means sister), we generally rever all women without taking their names. Sowmyakka was a typical village belle, mother of two. “Kelsey loves her Dad.”The shirt was tight and showed of all her curves. Give me a bend over “Kelsey.” “Dad, I am not going to wear this. This is slut clothes.”That’s the whole idea I thought. She just gave me a look when the door bell rang.OH Fuck, it is the landlord who rents me the house. I am late on the rent againand now I have to listen to this guy. “Kelsey, Patel is here, get him some Iced Tea.He always seems hot and sweaty.”“Dad, I am not going to have anyone see me like this.” “. ” “Okay then Show me?” “You,ll have to take your clothes off then.” “No problem.” Within seconds she was in the buff and except for a bit of weight she still had the body I remembered so well with those marvellous tits. “Spread your legs wide” “Now what?” She asked as I admired her puffy fleshy labia lips with a bit of juices dribbling out. Without replying I leaned over and kissed her sensitive clitoris. “Hey What are you doing?” She gasped. “ Relax dear Sister while I proceed to eat your. Nipple bhi ab pinch kar rahi thi. Lekin bada maza aa raha tha…..aahahaaaa…. Waise bhi mujhe ye bahot pasand hai. Kissi mard ki bahon me crush ho ke chur chur hone ka nasha to koi aurat hi samaz sake. Woh mujhe pisata raha , aur hoth chusata raha. Phir thodi pakad dhili kar ke woh hothon ko chhod ke niche utarane laga. Meri chins par, phir neck par, phir shoulders par kiss karane laga. Ab use kuchh sikhane ki jaroorat nahi thi. Uske andar ka mard jaag utha tha aur wo apana kaam janata tha. Woh.