Can you massage at the swollen area if you don’t mind?Me: Sure aunty. Then I brought the olive oil,let her lie on the sofa and started massaging on ...er knee.After 10 to 15 min of massaging she told me beta “can you massage my waist and back please, it is very paining”. Then I proceed towards her waist portion by raising her chudidar slightly up and continued massaging softly. Unfortunately the bottle fell down and the oil was spilled on her salwar, as she slept facing down on the sofa her bump. * The baritone drone of the air conditioning unit woke me up the following morning. The room was ice cold and dark. Patricia lay face up next to me; uncovered, naked, with her legs spread open. Before falling asleep, I had helped her trim her bush with my electric shaver followed by expert sculpting with my razor. Doing this always made us horny. It came as no surprise that we were up until two in the morning having sex. Maintaining her bikini line was just another one of our foreplay. Your pussy is so wet, it’s so hot. It’s okay, I’ve wanted you for a long time too.”I couldn’t believe this was happening.Ray came back in front of me. “Now, are you going to suck me off like a good girl? Or do I really have to force you?”My face turns red. “I’ll do it,” I mumble, ashamed.Ray stroke my face. “It’s alright, Melinda, you don’t have to be embarrassed.”“I need my hands,” I tell him. “You’ve got the rest of my tied down anyway, and I can’t bend backward to untie myself, so can you at. .. to pull my ... pull my shorts down if you want to see it properly” Dave stammered as he became more excited at the thought of his son being so close to his crotch.Steve reached out and with shaking hands he gripped the waistband of his Dad’s shorts and pulled them down exposing his throbbing cock which, now free from confinement lay pointing straight up to above his navel, “WOW” was all Steve could say as his Dad’s cock mesmerized him.“Pull them all the way off” Dave instructed lifting his.