Though I wasn’t in the need of it, but I always loves massages so I asked her.Me: Aunty if you don’t mind can you please massage my back with oil,...its aching a lot.Vidya: Sure beta, let me get some oil, take-of your shirt.I thought she may take some convincing to do that, but it was easy. I took of my t-shirt and I saw the boner is already started to show in my shorts. She came with oil and towel. She placed the towel on the bed and asked me to lie down on me stomach. I am sure she would have. Derek was fidgeting and seemed to have nothing to say. I looked at the clock. It had been 3 minutes or so since he pretended to get there. I let him off the hook and told him to come back around 11 o-clock. He blushed so red I could see his scalp through his hair.Just as Derek headed to the front door I could hear the girls rattling the bathroom door. Derek sprinted so they wouldn’t see him. I got butterflies wondering if he would come back. I was curious about having sex with him.I was curious. It ended up fine. What a beautiful pussy, she has. Why was she hiding it under those hairs? I couldn't help myself, but to lick it. Since everyone was playing with her body, why should I restrain myself? As my bro said, she won't remember. Then we tied her up on a chair with her legs tied openly in order for us to have full access to her pussy. Her wrist were also tied on the arm's chair, and we gagged her mouth with my sister's panty that bro put in her cunt in order to juice it up. We got. We were making steak and potatoes, and he had just brought the steak in from the barbeque. “Ugggghhh! Fuck its cold as shit!” he said as he dropped the plate of steaks on the counter and started to rub his hands together. “Hahaha aww poor baby!” I said as I gave a look of mocked compassion. “Careful” he said. “I know your secret” I immediately thought of my fun in the showers I like to take in the evenings after dinner. There was no way he could know so I just brushed it off as a joke. We sat.