Departure from vacation with Aunt Françoise and her husband. It's the holidays, I had found a little job for July, but I find myself with nothing for the rest. At 19, my friends have left or are working! Fortunately, a few days ago, my aunt Françoise asked my mother if she wanted me to go with them in the south. Of course I'm hot potato at the idea of ​​going to bask in the sun. My mother having accepted, I had to listen to the instructions of Uncle Jean Claude. He is older than my aunt, at fifty-six, he looks sixty-five, a bit paunchy and likes the bottle. Françoise, she for her fifty years is more in the standards, with a slight overweight which gives her a certain charm and a nice pair of breasts! It's the day of departure, we leave quietly around 9:00 am Jean Claude has reserved a room in the Lyon sector, they prefer to do the journey in two stages.It's hot, I'm behind Uncle while Françoise is on the passenger side. She moved her seat back well and lowered her backrest a little. She wears a floral dress, well cut on the front. We make conversation, whenever I can, I get closer to her to talk and especially to watch her chest (in my opinion 90/100 B) Me, for the road I put on a polo shirt and wide shorts, it allows me when I can caress my sex, the poor, he is excited! We stop around 1:00 p.m. to have a bite to eat. A little coffee, a few stupid jokes from the uncle, and we hit the road again. The uncle is careful, he doesn't drive too fast. Françoise is asleep, her legs apart. I pretend to be asleep, but I watch the aunt. Jean Claude has put on the music, and from time to time, thinking I'm dozing off, runs his hand under the aunt's dress and caresses her crotch. She says nothing or actually sleeps!I cudgel!We arrived at the parking lot of the Hotel, the road went well. Tonton and I are unloading luggage while Aunt Françoise goes to get the keys to the room.We arrive in the hall and find the aunt in discussion with the receptionist.This states that a room has been reserved but without the option for a second bed, so there is only a large double bed.My uncle wants to get involved, but the answer is that there are no other rooms or solutions, the hotel is full. I reassure my uncle and my aunt by telling them that I can sleep on the carpet with a blanket.We therefore opt to keep the room, given the time and reserve 3 places for dinner.After having taken up our luggage and having freshened up quickly, we go down to the dining room.Jean Claude announces: "We can have an aperitif, we go to bed afterwards!"He orders a double whiskey ice cream, while aunt and I take a Kir.The appetizer platter is plentiful. Tonton ordered a bottle of Burgundy. The dish is classic and worthy of a good trucker, a good steak and fries. The uncle serves us a glass of wine, but of course don't forget to help yourself. The second glass is served A good salad before taking a floating island, then a coffee. Tonton finishes the bottle of wine before ordering a Calva! “Yes, we are Norman! We must honor our region! “he said.The meal finished, we return to our room. In the bedroom, Françoise declares: “There's no way you're sleeping on the floor, you're family! “ Jean Claude confirms. "I'll sleep in the middle and you each on one side, the bed is big enough, and it's for one night!" “ Ok uncle, that will do, no problem! “ After emptying the necessary luggage, Jean Claude determines the turn for the bathroom. Françoise goes first, then Jean Claude and me to finish.So I go to bed on Uncle's right and his wife on his left. I had time to see her stuff without the bathroom, she had to take off her panties, I felt it, she was wet.Before I went to bed, I noticed that she put on a little transparent pink babydoll.Tonton is shirtless, his skin is smooth and beardless.We go to bed and quickly turn off the light.I'm shirtless too, with boxer shorts with comic strip drawings. The touch of the uncle's skin electrifies me. I'm on my back, and I get lost in my thoughts. Jean Claude is already snoring, normal, with what he drank!At one point, I feel his hand against my thigh, then he begins to gently caress my stomach, he jabbers in his drunkenness, I don't know what to do.I decide to get up to go to the toilet.In the bathroom, I find a small lamp (that of Françoise) I piss, but do not flush the toilet.Back to the bed, I am surprised to se ...

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