A momentary spike of fear passed when she saw him sipping coffee at the small table by the porthole. Why didn’t he ever sleep in?Her bladder called....A flush of warm embarrassment hit when she felt a damp spot underneath her. She’d leaked! Dashing to the bathroom with panties and Tee in hand, she told Hunter, “I’ll have some coffee, too.”Teeth brushed, hair combed - order restored, and bladder relieved, she put a pad in her panties to avoid staining them. She was still leaking slightly. How much. He was tired and would probably have another busy day ahead of him tomorrow, probably doing other people’s work instead of in his special field, so as he weariedly yawned he decided to go on to bed. Before going to bed though he got one last drink of juice, and checked his magical sleeping things, which included a good working pen and a journal to write down his dreams in, a petrified piece of wood on his bed stand, and a cinnamon stick he had under his pillow. Both the petrified wood and the. I was naked in front of my stepbrother, and I liked being exposed, and vulnerable, this way. It excited me.I stepped out of my shorts and panties, while I reached behind myself to grasp Gary’s erection. He was fully erect and very hard, actually, rigid, would be a more appropriate term. Now naked, I was fully exposed. With my back still towards him, Gary reached down to my vagina and found my erect clit and gently stimulated me with soft little circular motions that evoked a soft moan of. But a gloved hand stopped him and gently guided him to look forwards.The blonde maid took off the cap of a stick of lipstick, carefully painting his lips. Shivers of excitement ran up his skin like electricity as he let the silent woman work. Eye shadow and foundation came next. The gagged female worked expertly on Wes's face like a master artist. With each tool that was revealed to the redhead, more joy began to swell inside him. Still, he kept still, letting himself be the perfect canvas for.