brother my dad

The brother of my father (my uncle) was the least of all that sometimes seemed be my brother if you can say so. When I was 13 years old my grandparents came a visitor to my dad accompanied by that little brother I say. We were happy to see the younger guy who had just 20 years old. My grandparents were tangled in their adult co conversations my parents and we dedicated ourselves to play every kind of game with Antonio, my father’s younger brother. There was an old house where we used to go play while talking old stories. One day my sister is 17 and my uncle disappeared and started to look everywhere without being able to find. I saw there was a corral and accurate when my uncle ran down the breeches to my sister 17, but stopped before me and my sister ascended his breeches slightly ” What were doing “? ask me and they did not know contester and threaten them with my dad … tell them to mine threat scared and I said I would stay bad because they were not nothing wrong hacienda. My sister looked at my uncle as if to say/they damaged the time /. We returned to the house and my grandparents and nearly marched back home. From that moment I just stayed with my uncle suspicions more than anything and my older sister. One day we play go visit the grandparents and slope movements of my sister and my uncle tried to get close to them to avoid imagining. My grandfather had a raise pigs and told my uncle to go to feed the pigs. My uncle had a motorcycle and invited my sister to accompany him and I stepped me, but my sister told me was that I or anyone to give orders and went to the motorcycle with my uncle. I knew where it was the place of pigs and I asked my grandfather to lend me one of their bikes and went to the Cerdera and arrive in twenty minutes sweating like a dog. There was a house that belonged to my grandfather guy had hired to take care of his pigs, peo this had quit your job. I saw the bike and I approached the shack carefully and looking for a way to see inside the hut shoddy and found a slot in the division two vertical wood tables. I saw my uncle who was behind my sister and her skirt hiked up and her underwear on the floor and my uncle is the cogia. My sister was pushing and my uncle was pushing and with despair the puyaba with all his might. I could not understand if he gave up his ass or her pussy, but I understood that my sister put her ass on the way to provide proper angle to my younger uncle was the comfortably eat it all. I realized that my sister liked my uncle Berga. For a moment I mean to interrupt, but I liked the frank see two people picking up and I stared until my uncle ran to my sister and pulled the Berga outside to throw their milk on the floor. My sister was just watching my uncle as applied masturbate to finish all their milk removed. My sister was setting his Calson while I went out on the bike to return to the grandparents house … even so my sister and my uncle came back later than usual mounted on the motorcycle. I stared at them both and they also looked very disconfinza me and my uncle told me that I should not think badly of them ” Hey nephew More than you ever fired a gun … Come you going to teach? shoot ” I went back and I taught him to hunt a rifle and started shooting. My sister looked at me and bent his head to look away. I was returning to take aim with his rifle and fired. Sometimes there are things that are not planned, only they appear without one realizing that come ….