I pulled away and told him he was cheeky and gave a smile. Then he asked if I was the stripper. I tried to laugh it of and told him I knew his dad. I ...ent to the bar and got a G&T and a couple of his friends came over to talk. At first apologising for his stripper comment.I said it was ok and quite a compliment really. They said I would make a good stripper, I laughed. They naught me more drinks and even had a dance. All very nice and I admit I liked the attention, liked it a lot, even enough. She began to gyrate her hips in a circular motion, moving her naked vulva all over my panties. After several minutes like this she pleaded, "I need to feel you". She lifted up and pulled my own panties down my legs, leaving them around my ankles, and quickly resumed her position. I felt her mound press into my belly and as she slid down she left a slick trail of her oozing cream all over my tummy. It felt so sexy! She slid down to where I could feel her belly on my mound, before sliding back. " and loosened up a bit on my legs.O.K. aunt Heather, Thanks. I started to work my fingers into her loveplace and she is moving around in that chair and I am glad it is bolted to the floor.I found myself biting my lower lip and all sorts of erotic things were going through this woman's mind, like what the "F" am I doing? But then again he is my nephew, why let some girl teach him the ropes when an experienced older lady like me can? It is obvious he likes my company, beads and half-glasses too.. "My stuff?" I demand of him."We gave it to the information booth guy," he tells me between gasps.You've got to be fucking kidding me!"You what?!" I yell at him."Go on!" he says, still laughing. "Go ask him for your clothes."I'm stuck. I walk to the exit with Jenny in tow. Someone slaps my ass andlaughs."Don't forget to tell him you're not a cross-dresser!" Dev calls out tome as I leave.I just want to go home!I peer out of the change rooms and check for spectators. There are dozensor maybe.