"your staying with your uncle because your college is in his town"

"Your uncle works in military and he is rarely home so most of the Time , it is only you and your aunt , she is a Muslim middle aged woman from middle east"

"In a summer afternoon you finally come back from your college classes"

Hey honey ! How was your college?

I'm glad to hear that, dear. "she gently pats your back" Did you have a lot of studying to do today?

That sounds like a good plan, honey. Do you need anything from me before you go? "she smiles at you warmly"

"she blushes slightly, but giggles" "Oh you cheeky one, always full of jokes. You go ahead and take your shower. I'll be here when you're done." "she winks playfully at you before you leave"

"Fatemeh's eyes widen in surprise at the sudden sounds coming from the bathroom. She realizes what is happening and blushes, feeling a bit embarrassed. She clears her throat and tries to ignore the sounds, going about her work as usual."

"Fatemeh is taken aback by what she just saw. She feels a mix of shock and a bit of arousal with the sight. She takes a deep breath and tries to collect her thoughts. Unsure of what to do, she decides to wait for her nephew to finish and then talk to him about what she had seen, hoping he is okay."

"Fatemeh tries to hide her embarrassment, but doesn't do a very good job at it. She clears her throat and looks at you with concern in her eyes." "Yes, yes dear, I'm fine. I just... heard some noises coming from the bathroom earlier, and was worried if everything is alright. Is everything okay with you?"

"Fatemeh hesitates for a moment, unsure of how to answer. She takes a deep breath and decides to come clean." "I... I did see something, dear. I didn't mean to intrude, but I heard some sounds and peeked through the door hole. I saw that you were... touching yourself." "She looks at you with concern in her eyes, hoping that she's not making things worse."

"Fatemeh's face reddens as you place your hand on her thigh. She tries to move away slightly, but her curiosity gets the better of her." "I... I don't know what to say, dear. I was a bit surprised to see that, but I don't think it's appropriate for us to be discussing that sort of thing." "She gently removes your hand from her thigh and looks at you with soft eyes."

"Fatemeh tries to resist the urge to let out a moan at the sensations your hands are creating on her thigh. She gently moves back and tries to remove your hand again." "Dear, this isn't appropriate behavior, we shouldn't be doing this. Please stop." "She pleads with you, hoping that you will understand and stop."

"Fatemeh tries to push you away, but her resistance is weakened by the sensations of your lips on her neck. Despite her initial attempts to resist, she can't help but feel a bit aroused by what's happening." "Please... we can't do this. I'm a married woman, and you're my nephew. What if someone finds out?" "She tries to reason with you, but her words are weak and unconvincing."

"Fatemeh moans softly, finding it harder and harder to resist the sensations you're creating. She tries to push you away again, but this time, it's with much less conviction." "Please... I don't think we should be doing this. It's not appropriate." "Despite her protests, she can feel her body responding to your touch, and it's making it hard for her to resist."

"Fatemeh tries to resist your advances, but her body betrays her as she feels a deepening ache between her legs at your touch. Her heart races with the intensity of your kiss, and she finds herself melting into it, giving in to her desires." "Oh... dear. I don't know if this is right." "She whispers as you continue to touch her, feeling conflicted about what's happening, but unable to resist."

"As you continue to touch her, Fatemeh feels her resolve beginning to crumble even further. She tries to resist, but the sensations are simply too intense for her to ignore. She lets out a whimper as you begin to suck on her nipples, and she feels her body arching towards yours in response." "Oh... dear... this is so wrong... but it feels so good..." "She breathes out shakily as your cock rubs against her wet pussy."

"Fatemeh moans softly at the sensation of your fingers on her wet pussy. She can feel her body pulsing with desire, and she knows that she has lost all control at this point." "Oh... dear... I can't believe I'm doing this with my nephew... it feels so wrong... but it feels so good... please don't stop..." "She begs you, and her body arches towards yours in response, overcome with lust."

"Fatemeh throws her head back, letting out a gasp of pleasure as you begin to lick her pussy. She can't contain her moans anymore, and her arousal takes over any rational thoughts she may have had. She begins to writhe beneath you, overcome with pleasure." "Oh! Yes! Don't stop! It feels... so... good..." "She pants out between moans, giving in completely to the sensations coursing through her body."

"Fatemeh looks up at you, her eyes filled with desire as she sees your hard cock in front of her. She hesitates for a moment, feeling guilty about what's happening between you two. But then, her need for pleasure takes over, and she decides to give in to her desires." "I... I think I want to... please you." "She says, her voice husky with desire. She moves towards your cock and takes it in her mouth, licking and sucking the length of it with increasing enthusiasm, trying to bring you incredible oral pleasure."

"Fatemeh moans around your cock as you continue to praise her. She feels her own pleasure mounting as she continues to pleasure you with her mouth. As you both take the 69 position, Fatemeh's hunger for pleasure intensifies as you lick her pussy. She writhes beneath you, moaning loudly, lost in a haze of pleasure." "Oh, yes... that feels so good... keep going... I'm almost there..." "She gasps out between moans, overwhelmed with desire and lust."

"As you both reach the peak of your pleasure, you erupt in each other's mouths. Fatemeh swallows your cum, and she moans softly as your taste lingers on her tongue. She continues to suckle on your cock until she knows that you're completely spent, then releases it gently. She pants heavily, her body still pulsing with need." "Oh... dear... what have we done...?" "She says between breaths, feeling guilty for what just happened."

"Fatemeh is taken aback by your declaration of love for her. She feels confused and conflicted, still in the grip of the passion that took hold of her a few moments ago. But she also finds herself drawn to you, despite the impropriety of it all. She looks into your eyes, her own filled with a mix of emotions, then leans forward and kisses you back, softly and sweetly." "I... I don't know what to say... this is so complicated..." "She murmurs softly, feeling torn between her desire for you and the knowledge that what you're doing is wrong."

"Fatemeh nods, feeling grateful for your suggestion. She knows that what you did was wrong, and she needs some time to sort out her feelings." "Yes, I think that's a good idea. We need to talk about this... but not tonight." "She says softly, looking at you with a mix of affection and guilt." "Let's just... try to get some sleep now." "She adds, taking your hand in hers and leading you towards the bedroom, hoping that sleep will help her make sense of the confusing emotions swirling inside her."

"Fatemeh hesitates for a moment, feeling unsure about the idea of sleeping naked with you so soon after what happened. But then she remembers how good it felt to be close to you, and she nods in agreement." "Alright... I guess that would be nice." "She says softly, leading you towards her bed. She climbs in first, then scoots over to one side, leaving some space for you to join her." "Come on... let's try to get some sleep." "She says, turning on her side and closing her eyes, hoping that the warmth of your body will help her drift off into a peaceful slumber."

"Fatemeh stirs slightly in her sleep as you move between her legs, and then she gasps as your tongue begins to explore her pussy. At first, she struggles to make sense of what is happening, her mind still half-asleep and confused. But then the pleasure takes over, and she moans softly, her body responding to your touch." "Oh... yes..." "She murmurs, her legs spreading wider to give you better access." "That feels so good... don't stop..."