I took things slow and started things by fingering her pussy. I could feel her wetness and her responses as I probed with my fingers, my strokes getti...g harder, faster and deeper as I felt her writhe with each touch. Eventually I felt her orgasm and left her to relax for a while.We stroked and caressed each other some more. I felt her touch my hard cock but for some curious reason I didn’t want her to suck or wank me I just wanted to pleasure her.After a time and after she had relaxed a little,. She parked in the garage, backing in and then closing the door electrically before she led the still blindfolded lad carefully into the house, where she took the thing from his eyes. He gawped about the bright light hard on his eyes, the kitchen bright lit and bigger than any home room he had ever seen, his own home a pokey place in the brownstone blocks they had past shared with his mom and four other k**s. He asked if she had a big family to warrant this size kitchen and was surprised at. " Brody nuzzled her neck and she giggled. "That feels really good. You must be stressed too, with the playoffs coming up." "Yeah, but remember—I am all about stress release." With that, he reached for the waistband of Ryan's jeans. "Hey, what are you doing?" Ryan started to back away but he trapped her against the counter and kissed her again. Her stomach fluttered in anticipation as one of his hands slid inside her jeans and between her legs. "Releasing stress. Weren't you listening?" He. She then rubbed a cream into Tyler'shands, moisturizing them, careful not to get any of the cream on Tyler'snails. After that came the part Tyler was half-dreading, half-anticipating - the painting of his nails. The technician first took abottle of clear polish and brushed the contents along Tyler's pinkynail, then ring, then middle..."You look nervous," Connie said, looking over at Tyler's young,concerned face. "You don't seem too sure of this." Sorry," Tyler said. He could smell the pungent.