She started rubbing my cock through my pants. I grabbed the oil and poured some on her breast, and rubbed them a bit more, until they were fully erect... Then I pulled her short skirt down, that revealed her white thongs! I turned her around and dropped my pants to reveal my boxers and half erect penis. I slid my cock out of the hole in my boxers and shoved it between the string of her panties and slowly slid it in and out. She moaned feeling the touch of my 8”5 cock. After letting her get a feel. "Oh, that's alright. It really wasn't any trouble to fix." I said."Still, I promised you dinner and we've both got to eat." Brent insisted."Well I've got to run to my room and get ready. I stink after loading in vendors and equipment all day." I was just about to suggest I meet Brent downstairs in like 15 minutes but..."Not a problem-let me grab my shoes and I'll come with you to your room while you get ready!" Brent interrupted.What was I supposed to say to that? "Ok" I replied.Off we went to. And her boyfriend's friends. And a set or two of their parents.He tried to keep away from friends of his parents - his mother's best friend had been a treat, but had tainted the relationship for years. He didn't want to risk that again. And for the most part, he stayed away from family - apart from Willow, of course. But Aunt Gwen was so closed off, so aloof, so shelled. Every time he saw her, he just wanted to pull her down and fuck her.Or maybe she was the dominant type like Aunt Ame. You. Her perfume was still hovering around, her tanned legs within inches of me. I decided to play a bit and tickled the back of her knee closest to me. With a bit of a yelp her knee buckled a bit and she leaned against me, gripping the bottle so she wouldn’t drop it. I couldn’t help but laugh. “Stop! That tickles.” She straightened up again. I slowly reached towards her like I was going to do it again. She bent her knees away trying to elude my advancing fingers. “That tickles. I hate that!” I.