There was no changing room so Juice started to disrobe. Leaning into the bag she tossed me a bottle of oil. “Hey massage guy, do your thing. Oil bri...gs out the best definition in pictures” “I thought I was here as a chaperon. I didn’t think this was a working assignment,” laughing and pouring some oil onto my hands. Since dating Stretch, it had been a while since I had my oiled hands-on Juice’s body. But this time it was to cover her tanned flesh and not to play with any of its oiled parts.. ‘Fine, but I’m not dressing up.’ It was in my nature to defy her at some point. ‘Okay, you’ll wear jeans, that dark blue halter top with lace that ends just above your bellybutton and the sexy red mandarin collar blouse over the top.’ A frown creased my brow. ‘Not the red blouse. That dresses everything up. Even jeans look like evening wear with it.’ ‘You’re wearing it and you’re wearing make-up. I’m doing this for your own good. You’ll thank me later.’ There was no use arguing with her so I. Histongue seemed to investigate my mouth thoroughly, searching for anyvestiges of his spend.He rearranged my body so that I was sitting sideways in his lap, my legsstretch out on the sofa. I put my arm around him and rested my head onhis shoulder feeling utterly content. He searched out my lips and kissedme softly as we both reposed and recovered from our climaxes.Over his shoulder I could see that Steven had Delores lying on her backon the restraint lounge with her legs over his shoulder as. Promising us our own fun later (much later) they giggled back off up the stairs, bouncing their now once again bare tits all along the way just to tease us, and the master bedroom was shut firmly closed behind them. A hint to leave them the fuck alone ... and we did.Since I've never explained the walk-through of the restored property, nor did I quite understand it myself until Jason finished the majority of his interior work earlier this month, this would be a good time to describe it, albeit.