....?” she shouted. He just ignored her and put the tray down on the table and proceeded to open the bottle. “Thought you would like a nightcap.�...� He said, without bothering to turn around and face her. She stood there open mouthed clutching the gown against her body as he turned around and handed a glass to her. “I don’t want any,” she told him. “I have had enough to drink tonight,” she added. Den was not a heavy drinker anyway and she had had enough. Some of her friends were no doubt still. Some parts of the bouffant werebeing picked & lifted with her rat-tail comb & the bottom was "fluffed"out to form a very cute bouffant flip and teased back up into thebouffant.As the beautician was nearing completion the senior older woman tookover the spraying while the junior attached a facemask to the lady toprotect her visage from the ever increasing amounts of hair lacquerspray. Lacquering the hairdo into place. Such a beautiful feminine sightthis was. All that glorious hair, now stiff and. 'No, no I don't. What do you mean?''I mean you know that if you wanted your dick sucked, you know I'd do it for you, right?'I felt as if I'd been punched in the stomach. Ricky--sucking my dick? I nearly dropped the beer I was holding. 'You…Ricky! I know we've been…but…Dude…' I stammered like an idiot. Ricky ignored it. 'And I know you'd do it for me. I mean, we're there for each other, right? These chicks don't wanna suck us off, fuck them! We can take care of ourselves. Bitches.' Ricky sounded. .. you're my brothER," Tracy said, fighting her own arousal at the concept of her brother doing what he was doing. It was wrong to her, but incredibly erotic at the same time.But Scott wasn't fighting his newly discovered source of arousal at all. If anything, he was trying make it grow even more. Even though the idea was tempting to me, I really didn't want to encourage it while they were on my time. I didn't directly interfere however. Just set things in motion."Hey twerp, have you seen.