With the outfit she's wearing she'd be mortally offended if she didn't. She takes a look at where I'm subtly indicating. 'Who? The little guy in the c...rner?''That's the one.'She makes a sound somewhere between a giggle and a snort.He gets up and we see he's extremely short, not quite a dwarf or anything but a real shortcake, five foot nothing. He walks to the bar to get another beer. Correction: 'walks' doesn't quite cover it, his little legs kind of knock together and he has a limp, also lists. "Only if you want to," Denise said. Lissa looked up at her mom, realizing she'd heard what she'd just said. She looked around at me, a strange expression on her face.I returned her gaze and nodded, sagely, and then, feeling momentarily brave and kinky, I leaned over and licked a bit of my own tepid semen from Lissa's neck. She squirmed and her eyes grew wide. Small giggle. "Stoppp!" Not a shriek, just a hint of urgency.Denise looked equally surprised."Jason!" my niece continued. "You're. " You'd better. I've been waiting for this for over two months."So there it was. The gauntlet had been thrown down. I was expected to answer the challenge and not be found wanting.I wasn't exactly the picture of confidence when I walked up to her door and rang the bell."Hiya," she said brightly, grinning as she opened the door, standing back to allow me to pass."Hi," I replied, turning to her as she closed the door.We looked at each other for a moment, me wondering what to do next. Once more,. This time the door was opened slightly by Sandy. She peeked out around the door and smiled at me. I could see her looking at me in the peignoir. I had forgotten that it was completely transparent. She widened her brown eyes, and the door gap, and I saw she was dressed in a bustier holding up her brown tipped breasts. I could see her nipples were hard. She had no panties. Only black, silk stockings held up with garters, and ultra-high heels. Her pussy was shaved and the lips were swollen. I.