Afterwards, we sat in the lounge with the patio doors open. We were sitting in armchairs, next to one another and Rachel put her legs across my lap. "...ould you mind massaging my feet, Pete?” she asked, “they ache a bit.”Slowly, I started to rub her feet. They were incredibly soft and my erection was almost instantaneous. Starting at her heels, I rubbed to her arches - and worked them for a while - then settled on the balls of her feet and her sexy little toes taking each one between my fingers,. I guess that wasn't done here.The "library" consisted of shelves of books, from floor to ceiling, a grand piano, and various chairs and plants and paintings. The room appeared bigger than my whole house. Needless to say I was impressed.I was standing in the spot the butler left me. I was afraid to move in case I touched anything important. When the door opened, I turned and found myself staring into the bluest eyes I had ever seen. I guess my mouth dropped open because she smiled and put a. Have whatever you like I said, turning towards the fridge, hiding my growing cock. I grabbed a beer and turned around, my cock twitched and continued to harden. Carly was wearing her custom catholic school uniform, the skirt barely long enough to cover her panties , and a white see through blouse at least a size to small, making her wondrful tits stick out and up.Moving in front of me, Carly pulled off my towel and grabbed my cock. Instantly, it hardened and I let out quite moan. Carly. Then ……relax, She lost her grip of my head and whispered “c’mere”.I drew myself beside her and she buried her face in my chest and held me close and tight.“ Oh Neil, thank you, thank you, thank you.I haven’t felt that good in years.” Awkwardly I k** of patted her head and said your welcome or something and she laughed, we both laughed at that awkwardness. Still giggling she playfully kissed me then asked if I was ready. Ready! Damn right I was. Aunty Bev began kissing my chest and running her.