I wondered if she was really aware with whom she was, who made her orgasm previously and whose prick is she searching?! If she realize this man she is going to give herself to, is his uncle Mansour and not me? I felt like a fool after this thought!

To make her easier to reach her target Mansour stood up immediately. He was now standing and looking at her almost nude sexy body, with patient expectation. He was still clothed completely. I thought this is probably because he is ashamed over his unlovely and untidy appearance and this gave me a satisfactory smile.
But he had still a grin on her face.
- You are really most beautiful woman I have ever seen my dear princess.
- Probably you haven't seen many women so.
She joked and while caressing his groin over his trouser's texture mildly laughed.
Mansour leaned slightly forward, brushed with his right hand her semi-moist hair back from her shoulders, then cradled her face in his hands and kisses her again, deeply, harder, and more passionately than before. She murmured her pleasure through his deep kiss one time more.
Mansour had her so ready and eager, I thought. I get a cramp in my lower back, from trying to see more in this position but before to make some movement, I heard him speaking with hoarse commanding voice:
- Open my trousers, open it for me my princess.
Instinctively I felt I have to break it up as tactfully as I could but I was frozen! I don't know whether it was shock or excitement but, either way, I just froze.
This time directly with shaking hands, my sweet wife touched his erection over trousers fabric. This was her first time contact with another dick besides mine, I told me. I saw Meena's eyes became one moment wider and she looked astonished direct in his eyes. Then she sat up a little and pulled his zipper down completely.
I didn't understood her surprised reaction first. She looked down one time more at zipper slit and put her right hand in, past his trousers fly. Then suddenly looked with amazed gaze at his eyes and gasped:
- My god!
He was grinning. In another brief second, his hardness came out half on own motion and half with her help. It was a huge Instrument!
Mansour was still grinning. He spread his legs for Meena as she knelt submissively in front of him. She grasped his rod with one hand and examined his package closely then began to gently stroke his massive cock. It must have been at least 9 - 9,5 inches long and at least a couple of inches thick. The whole thing was covered with thick veins and an even more enormous and dreadful, proudly bulging from his pulsing shaft was the cockhead. It was like a big mushroom on top of a thick shaft. His cock was a giant rod. She gasped at her first sight of his this monster. His balls were also huge, the size of tennis balls, swollen and hanging beneath his tremendous Prick.

Meena giggled unashamedly and said:
- This really is impressive, incredible…

I was shocked at the scene before my eyes. Additionally her behavior and Statement was new and strange for me, since she was normally so shy but now...

But she was right, it looked like something you might see under a horse I thought!

Meena leaned forward carefully and hesitant and gave a light kiss on the tip of giant monster. I instinctively reached down and started to stroke my own 6.5 inches.
- Far bigger than Nadir's, right?
Mansour asked.

Meena didn’t reply, only continued staring his giant dick.

- I asked you something, princess?

Meena looked dreamful at him and replied:
- Yes.

- What Yes?

- Yes, it is bigger than his but please let us don’t talk about him.
Meena replied pleadingly as she continued to stare at the mammoth penis in front of her.

Mansour's face was redder colored and he was slightly shaking with lust. He knew at this moment that my beautiful wife is admiring his gigantic dick.

Now Meena grasped his hard cock with both hands. She formed a ring with her hands starting at the tip of his straining phallus, sliding slowly down, form the tip of it, over the rim of glans, and down his shaft.
From expression of her gaze I thought that she realized with a sense of disbelief and a certain anxiety that her fingers could not meet when they closed around it. She struggled to comprehend its thickness and her hands squeezed it. It was too thick to fit inside her small hands but her hands sliding movements went on despite of it. As she approached his pubic area, repeated it again and again from top, starting at the fleshy tip, squeezing past the rim, and on down the engorged shaft.
Now with every start on head of his cock, her fist squeezed tighter, Meena’s beautiful, dreamy eyes were locked on Mansour's huge cock. To watch her tender, small hand and slender, fine fingers with their red fingernails, and, most of all, her flashing wedding ring, working on his dark strong rod was very amazing.
Her movements became faster. Her hands were now lubricated from his leaking pre cum. Her eyes were on his face for a short moment and then went back to his proud rod and focused on it. I saw clearly she licked shortly her upper lips as she noticed the small drop of liquid appearing from the slit of enormous Instrument in her hands and then I heard her sigh.
The thick pulsing veins seemed to throb in her soft hands.
Now I saw Mansour's right hand dropped on her wrist and he guided her hands up and down the hard length of his dick.
I could see that Meena now still shocked, realized both length and thickness of this monster. While guided by him, her hands slid further down up to monster's base.
Perhaps from reading or hearing, she knew already that some penises are smaller and some bigger and longer. But even for me as a medical doctor, what she held in her hands was beyond anything my knowledge and experience with human anatomy let me know. And sure for her was also the dimension of this thick thing over normal sizes.
I could imagine that she could feel the pulsing and throbbing of large blood veins in her hands.

Meena was staring at his cock with fear and fascination as if she is encountered a dangerous viper and was hypnotized and afraid to move. I suspected there will be no way that he could penetrate her delicate and tender pussy with this giant dick, perhaps she was thinking the same.

Meanwhile Mansour was obviously enjoying the fascinated gaze and her clearly paralyzed expression. Sure he could feel just like me her mixed and opposed emotions.
- Sure the size of my cock is what Nadir dreams of to own!

Meena looked up at him perplexed and then realized what he said and meant. She murmured irritated:
- Please don't speak about him.

- Okay not he but perhaps you wished that he owns something like this?
He grinned.

Meena flushed. Now some minutes after her sexual release, one time more the pink glow took over her cheeks.
She didn't responded to his question. I was not sure if she had thought about the power and size of my penis ever. But certainly now her thought was that, Mansour's cock is not natural, it was sure easily as thick as her wrist and this had she noticed just like me.

Mansour lifted now his left hand and put it on her right tit and started to play with her nipple, first just an affectionate fondling. After a short time Meena began to squeeze his giant instrument up and down more vigorously and lustfully.
- Ohhhhhh, that's good!
He groaned, urging Meena to go faster as he pinched her nipple and then lifted his other hand up so he had a tit in each hand.
Mansour was getting close to squirt. But as I saw afterwards, he had other ideas. He wanted to demand other things.

I think Meena sensed her uncle’s orgasm approaching and said seductively:
- Please uncle, you can come on my face.
Mansour just looked at her, with patient expectation, and said quietly:
- Lie down on your back my lovely princess.

She understood what he wants, as if now waking up and coming out of her beautiful dreams she looked up at him and murmured pleadingly and with excusing eyes:
- Mansi, have patience. I promise…

- What means patience?

Meena continued stroking his giant cock and pleaded again with trembling voice:
- I need time Mansi. It is not easy for me...

Mansour was now very excited to discuss, while keeping to breathe heavily, he looked down at her hands and said:
- Then put it in your mouth, princess.
He gasped.

Meena asked shocked.
- Wh... What?
Shaking her head in desperation.

- I want you just put the tip of my dick in your mouth, just the tip.
Mansour explained his wish, while now fondling Meena's lovely breasts. As he saw her doubt, while pinching her nipple harder, groaned:
- Go on, open your mouth.
He gazed down at her, his huge pole throbbing right in front of her face.

She was now looking at and stroking his rod lightly.

At this moment, Mansour touched with his big chubby fingers first Meena’s tender face cheeks then her delicate lips and at last pushed his two finger past her lips, in her mouth.

Meena looked at his face and began immediately to suck his fingers and at the same time to work faster on the monster while looking down again at his crotch. She couldn't help but stare constantly at the huge pulsating prick. This time shortly after begin of her stroking, a large drop of pre-cum started to form on the tip of his bulbous cockhead.
She paused, I could see she wanted to decide. Now that she refused to be fucked, she had to present something instead of it, I imagined she is thinking, otherwise he is going to be mad again, and she didn’t want to go through his aggression for sure. She freed her mouth from his fingers and murmured:
- This is my first time, not even with Nadir...

Mansour interrupted her:
- He is a fool. You have such beautiful lovely lips I don’t understand how a real man can renounce to demand this, just thinking of you performing this on me is a turn on.

Meena looked back towards the fat, long dick of her uncle and then glanced back at his eyes.