Now she oiled whole of her body and gave me a good massage till the oil was absorbed. Now I applied oil on palms and gave her a prelim massage. Then I...too oiled my body and gave her a body to body massage till the oil disappeared. The experience cannot be described in words but it was a once-in-a-life type of a thing. During to and fro movements, my cock was enjoying to its fullest. It was as if I was masturbating. When I was about to come, I informed my aunt about it. She did not want it to. I knew that Anne was both flexible and energetic but I sensed that Rose was holding something back and I wanted her to give me access to her complete hidden secrets. I promised that I would pound her backside until she surrendered her last bastion of privacy to my demanding cock.Anne was wearing a long ballroom dress of red silk and I was reasonably certain she would be wearing no undies beneath the flowing folds. She was a bit of a tramp in those matters and never hesitated to spread her. I went and sat down next Camille as she poured me a drink. It was weird in a way as she or Emilly didnt ask what I was doing here. I began speaking to Camille telling her how well she sang the other night and complimenting her lovely voice. Becky was doing her best to get us alone by asking Emilly to help with stuff in the kitchen. She managed to get us alone by going to shop to get more drink.When they left I moved right close to Camille and kiss her on the cheek. She stoppped for a moment, I. ”“Doing what?”“The Prom is tonight and I’m going with Timothy.” Timothy was the 4th player at the nerd table, “I do not want to be the wallflower tonight; I do not want everybody laughing at the brainy little freakazoid. I do not want you to be embarrassed by me anymore. Take me to the mall, you have to help me buy a dress and get ready.”“But –”She cut me off, “But nothing, I am asking you nice. Please?”The first stop was the prom dress rack at Macy*s. Regal had no idea what she was looking for.