When I asked if she liked it, she told me she couldn't bring herself to watch it – not without me anyways. I admired her loyalty even though I never...told her she had to wait. I'm sure I would have watched it without her if it were reversed.When I asked about the boys, she told me how she sent them to the movies. Seems they were in a bit of a mood as she had cut them off sex for the day. She wanted this to be our night. The fact that she was all dolled up was not lost on me. For the last two. He was one of these guys that did not use a towel to cover up and walked around naked with only socks and sandals. He stood at the sink with his legs spread slightly apart, i was directly behind him and could see hi slow hanging balls and cock hanging triumphantly. I didn't realize it while staring at it that my cock was now rock hard. At that moment he finished up and turned around, he noticed that i had been looking at him and also that i had a huge hard on, he smirked and looked away. I gave. He in no way asked for it but saw it wasfutile to argue."Anyway," Bridget noted. "If you're going to be a pretty littlecocksucker for them, then I'm going to have to teach you how to do yourmakeup."From the back pack she carried, Bridget produced a makeup kit, and taughtTanner how to apply makeup including foundation, mascara, eye liner, eyeshadow, and lipstick. By the end he seemed to be grasping itsufficiently to make himself pretty.Noting that he was picking up her lessons and hadn't. I grabbed the shampoo from another shelf and squirted some into my hand and began to work it into my hair. I put my head into the water leaning my back so that the water could rinse the shampoo from it while I slowly worked my hands through my hair. Unbeknownst to me, the small mirror I had on one of my shower shelves began to flex. A small black tentacle pushed through and curled through the air slightly as it watched me. The last of the shampoo had been washed from my hair and I stepped.