She said she couldn’t do her nails on her right hand using her left hand.”“I couldn’t ask you to do that,” I replied.“You didn’t ask, I ...ffered.”He led me to my recliner, sat me down, and pushed it back so my feet were up in the air. Then, he brought one of the kitchen chairs over, sat down, and removed my shoes. After carefully painting my toenails, he moved to my fingernails placing a paper towel under each hand. Of all of the feminizing things in the past week, this was the most. .screaming with utter delight.The night went on. We masturbated a couple more times that night...staying up until dawn. If anyone has ever taken 'E's" you'll know that sleep is something that will not enter your mind for a long time. It must have been around 6 in the morning when I said to the other two I needed to have a shower. I went in the bathroom and got the water running, waiting for it to get warm enough (I must add that we were all still naked right through the night). After a few. They sounded urgent, almost desperate. Then they stopped. I was about to turn into my bedroom when they started up again and so I had to investigate. I peeped around his open door to find him on his back; his head and bum in the air as he pushed his body off the bed using his legs, his cock fully erect and his hand, a blur as it sped furiously up and down his shaft.I could see everything and I instantly knew I wanted it.There was no way I was about to leave until I saw what the result would be.. The cuts a little deep.Probably from some broken glass.Bite down on this. I said putting a popsicle stick in his mouth.He bit down on it.I started putting the disinfectant on him and I heard the stick snap.I took two stick and put it in his mouth.I took a damp cloth and started to clean the cut.I took the needle and thread.I saw Hunter close his eyes shut and Ryan turned around.I pressed the needle in and started with his stitches.I held onto his hand as I kept stitching.He gripped my hand.