Her mother's wasn't very sexy but Aunt Margaret and Virginia wore suits that really showed off their assets and they both had a lot of assets to show ...ff. She didn't know then why she was noticing the way their tops barely covered their nipples leaving very little to the imagination about the shape and contours of their breasts. She had of course had a glimpse of Ginny's boobies completely uncovered when they'd changed but she'd found herself paying more attention to her aunts breasts than she. I had finished Asira’s back, massaging down to her buttocks, but going no lower, and I moved down to her feet. They were perfectly formed and showed no calluses or wear, and her legs were perfectly smooth; she had obviously had them waxed rather than shaved. I began with her toes, massaging each one, and slowly worked my way up her ankles, calves and then her thighs. I was just about ready to conclude the massage, when Mansour asked if I was going to do the “special” massage. I pretended I did. I would have been content to simply relax in bed with my genie until it was time to get up for school, but with my sex drive currently under control, my appetite was making itself known. With no small measure of reluctance, I carefully extricated myself from beneath Amara. She protested slightly, but I pulled the covers up to tuck her in and kissed on the forehead, and she settled down.I grabbed a pair of joggers and a t-shirt and slipped out, closing the heavy bedroom door quietly behind me. I. She turned to the left again.In front of us was a hall way, with dark wooden doors alternating on each side of the hall, three doors to a side.At the second door on the left, she opened the door and swung it inward. She gestured lazily with her hand and said, “This is your room. There are clothes in the closet that should fit you. There is this under clothing, blouses, skirts, shorts and bathing suits in the dresser. There is a gown on the bed and shoes on the floor beside it. There is make up.