Not much privacy, I thought, as I untied my shorts, and lowered my boxers to pee. Anyone in the upper floors behind would be able to see into the room...where Martina got undressed every day, where she bathed and showered. But maybe that kind of thing didn't bother girls like Martina. There was a bustle of activity from the kitchen next door. "I'm making coffee. How do you take it, Nick?" "Black no sugar." "Alright. But be warned, I make really strong coffee alright?" "That's the way I like it,". While he was under the dryer and girl came and had him put his fingers out.She had him soak them for a bit then started to give him a manicure. Hisjaw dropped when she started to glue long false fingernails on him. Hedidn't protest as she painted them a bright, bright metallic red. When shewas done his nails shown like little lights each giving off a bright redshine.The dryer hood was raised and he was back in Madge's chair. She started onhis eyebrows and he let out a yelp as she plucked the. ” I did and there she was in the dim glow of the room’s night-light. Her fingers fluttered over mine to sense where to take hold of the glass and I released it to her hand. She took a sip, set her glass on the dresser top next to her and kissed me while sliding her hand over the growing bulge in my pants. Then she slid to her knees, slid open my zipper and in a moment my cock was sticking through my fly into her mouth, still gaining girth and hardness. “Oh God, Alicia, that feels good,” I said,. I don’t remember exactly how it got started, but one night the girls challenged Billy and I to a game of strip poker. I still remember how my cock was throbbing as the girls laid down the rules. The game was three card stud, boys against the girls. The losers of the round would be required to remove one or more articles of clothing and answer any sexual question asked by the opposing team. Billy and I lost the first round. As we removed our pants, both girls giggled with excitement as they.