Maybe next time!"I wasn't sure what to do about the wet nails when we got up to leave.I was afraid that if I pulled the footed tights over them, I wou...ldruin the tights with the nail polish. I also didn't want to slip myfeet into my brand new Uggs with the wet polish. None of the othergirls was wearing a leotard and tights, and most of them were wearingsandals with the toes open in front (Courtney told me they were simplycalled open toed sandals, duh!). "I know what we can do!" saidTiffany. . But, at the back of my mind,I knew that I didn't actually have a choice.I arrived at the main door of the block and rang the bell of theapartment. Aunt Alice told me to come on up. "My housekeeper, MrsRoberts, will help you get ready." The remote lock buzzed open and I wentacross to the lift. The apartment was on the third floor. I wasn'tcertain that my legs were steady enough to take the stairs in my presentnervous state. I rang the doorbell and the door was opened by a middle-aged lady who I. One that had been there before and knew what it was looking for. Probing in and out deeper from top to bottom, Bridget realized she wasn't getting finger fucked she was being surveyed!"I think aunt B is a little tighter, but it's close, but I'll tell you right now, Aunt B is dripping, she's absolutely soaked!" Little Tammy, couldn't have been happier verbally messing with her aunt.Then Peter interrupted her, "Maur, I want you to take sis here to your beauty parlor and have her get a shorter. I must have given her a puzzled look.She raised an eyebrow and looked down at my cock, leaving me to work out very quickly what she meant.Sitting up, she told me to stand, her eyes now fixed on my erection which throbbed and bobbed about as I stood. She glanced up at my face giving me an appreciative look before reaching out and wrapping her delicate fingers around my shaft.“You ready for this bro?” she asked, gently pumping my cock.I didn’t know how to answer. Of course I wasn’t ready for it.