Most people were already in the change rooms getting ready to go home. Mr. Hanson led me over to the leg press machine, and I got on it. I started usi...g it and he started correcting my technique, but this time, he was touching my thigh and putting his hands a bit higher towards my cock. He told me to get off the machine so that he could demonstrate, so i got off and watched him. I decided to stand opposite from him to peek at his beautiful hairy quads and hamstrings. As he was half way through. Your pantyhose feet smell fucking fantastic” He picked up my other foot and planted his face against my feet. And of course i helped him, rubbing my hosed feet against his lips and nose. “Mmmm Jacob. Feels very good. I'm getting a bit horny here. Hihi” He smiled and kept sniffing and then i felt his tongue on my hosed feet. Mmmmm This is what i did to Karen. But this time it was me getting my pantyhose legs and feet worshiped by the bully Jacob. Ohh Yess. “Is that your tongue i feel Jacob? Are. "Do you think you can help me with my makeup?" she asked. "Something togo with my nails?"I thought for a second. "Yes ma'am. I think so. Would you like me totry?" Please," she answered.First, I applied heavy, dark eyeliner. Next, I sponged on a very heavy,dark, almost purplish eye shadow. Using thickening black mascara, Icovered her eyelashes until they stood out prominently against thebackdrop of the dark eye shadow.Using soft, pink rouge, I highlighted her cheekbones so that she had. It seemed like he was standing closer than before, so I moved to my left and my wife moved a little with me, not knowing what I was doing. He moved closer, closing the gap. This was making me horny - him watching me play with her butt. Again, we asked for suggestions and directions to another winery. We paid for the wine and we took off. The next winery we went to was about a fifteen minute drive. It was surrounded by large oak trees and had picnic tables for the guest to eat. We ate our lunch.