Come over here so I can first examine you.” One of the other nurses said as she sat down on a chair. “You better do as she says and be sure and as... her to spank you,” Cindy said. So I walked over to Ann, spread my legs apart, put my hands on my head and said, “Ann, please spank me.” I knew that Cindy liked me to spread my legs when I asked to be spanked. It also made me feel more humble when I did that. Ann’s perfume really smelled good. It reminded me of my girlfriend Jill’s perfume, and I was. Heather was getting stimulated be all this but couldn’t understand how. Finally after the 6th glass she was to weak to resist. She laid back on the couch and let Ian do what he wanted. He wasted no time in unbuttoning her shirt and opening it up. Their before him where the best C-cups he had ever seen. Only a blue laced bra where between him and her nipples. He moved close to her to reach behind and unclasp the silky blue barrier. As the bra came lose and feel to Heather’s lap a light. The heat in my labia continued to grow and goosebumps arose all over my body. I had not been touched in over three weeks since Jacque had left on his business trip. The rest of the first half of massage with me lying face down was wonderful. Not sexual in any way. But as he moved his strong hands down the sides of my torso, pushing on the sides of my breasts, a chill moved down my body. As he moved to my legs, he worked one at a time, articulating them to get to the right muscle groups. . " Uncle Andy? He's dead, six months ago." More than six months. You remember, it was last year. Well, they seem to think he's alive, and they're looking for him. Of course, I told them he's dead, I've got his ashes in the back bedroom. But it sounded like they might want to ask you about him too. So, just so you know in case they show up there." Okay, thanks Mom. If they show up I'll just tell them that as far as I know Uncle Andy is dead." That's good, cause he is. Now if you find a nice girl,.