" I have no excuse, ma'am," I said."Smartass," Mom said."Agnes, Agnes," Aunt Kate said in a rueful tone.Mom thumbed her nose at her and then grinned. ...he said to me, "I hope you aren't going to go around like a tranquilized sloth all evening." Why's that?" Mrs. Kennedy invited us all over for dessert later. I told her that there were seven of us, plus two more for company, and convinced her that the three of them should come here instead."I was mostly glad that Mom and Mrs. Kennedy seemed to be. ?"I looked at her quizzically.Continuing, she said, "Would it be too much to ask Sissy, for you togive me a little foot massage? You give the best foot massages," shesaid sweetly.The relief in my face that she only wanted a foot massage must have beenself-evident. "Of course not! I'd be happy to!" I assured her as Irose from my seat to settle down on my knees before her.Mandy raised her heeled foot toward me and said, "Oh thank you Sissy! Ijust know that this will feel so nice!"I smiled. . Peggy was into it now and she smiled at the blonde before descending on her pussy. Peggy dove right in and began eating the blonde’s pussy and then she felt someone behind her. Peggy assumed it was the blonde’s husband or partner that had been standing there. Peggy felt his cock slide easily into her pussy and he began fucking her from behind. Peggy did just as good a job eating the blonde as the brunette. Then Peggy felt the guy playing with her ass and inserting a finger in her anus. She. Not that Fink had really cared. Let the guy have his nerdy orgasm with the slut. She was supposed to be a cabbage in the end, anyway. So if it all went wrong, he could always get the old mindfucker-chair and finish her off himself.He reached the beauty salon.Behind the pink door was a chaos of squealing girlie voices. The tableau vivant he saw after opening the door was uplifting, mentally as well as physically (as his tightening pants let him know).In the beauty chair sat a teenager's gushing.