Then I felt her hands go inside the waist of my boxers this time and gripped me tight in her soft hand.Aunt Sally started to slide my boxers off with ...er spare hand then pulled me by the cock nearer to the bed and sat down. She didn’t let go of my cock and one handed somehow managed to slide my boxers to around my feet.My cock was now only inches from her face when she looked up at me with that familiar smile. She licked her lips and kept her tongue out as she licked my now exposed cock end. I. When the cab arrived Aunt Mary and I managed to get Wendy into it with a minimum of fuss and I went back to the party.About half an hour later Aunt Mary called and told me that she had walked off and left her purse and would I be a good boy and get it and hang on to it for her. I told her that I would and then I asked her if she'd had any trouble getting Wendy into the house."Well, Herb hasn't called me and said there was a problem so I'm sure everything is all right."Alarm bells started to go. The situation had now become unbearable for me. I suddenly opened my eyes, caught her hand which was holding my penis and tried to make her hand move in an up and down masturbatory motion , simultaneously squeezing her breasts with my other hand and moaning loudly. Scared by my sudden and unexpected action she pulled her hand away, got off my bed and stood two steps away. We both stared at each other for a few seconds and then smiled in a way as if we were sharing a secret. She then asked me. In the desert it protects our heads from the intense heat of the sun.”“And what is the long flowing robe you are wearing?” asked the boy.“Oh, my son!” exclaimed the father, “It is very simple. This is a “djbellah”. As I have told you, in the desert, it is not only very hot, but the sand is always blowing. My djbellah protects the entire body.”The son then asked: “But father, what about those ugly shoes you have on your feet?”“These are “babouches” my son,” the father replied “You must.