"Not a speck of light is showing.So the danger must be growing.Are the fires of hell a-glowing?Is the grisly reaper mowing?"I looked behind me and saw...that everyone else was touching themselves as well, their hands furiously rubbing, stroking, and fingering their nether regions. They all looked as confused as me, but they continued without a single word. The only sounds emerging from their mouths were quiet sounds of pleasure. I looked back at my brother and saw that he was stroking his large. 'Your in the wrong bookshop love', this is not for academic advancement, this is where men jack off', and he emphasized his narrative by giving me a wanking sign with his closed fist.When he saw my stony facial reaction, something clicked and he immediately saw through me, he saw the real me, 'I see women like you every day', he said, his voice thick with sudden sexual desire, 'not as pretty or refined, or as well educated', he continued, unbuttoning his pants and taking his cock out, but. I was thinking that what I can do to make him arouse. I removed my clothes and took some honey and butter from refrigerator and put all over my body in different places. Then I also took some water paint (his children’s) and painted with brush around by vagina and painted my and around my boobs. Then I wore my clothes. The honey was dry by that time. Then I called him and he came from his office to his bedroom. He saw nothing special in me so he asked me what your plan to seduce me? I said wait. I turned and Toni had her jeans in her hands, as well as her halter top. “You really didn’t have to squirt us, to get me out of my clothes,” Toni remarked, standing topless in front of me, as she handed me her clothes. I offered another apology. Sonya stripped down to her panties and handed me her jeans. “Might as well wash mine too,” she said. She then stripped out of her button down shirt, wadded it up and tossed it into the washer. Toni stripped out of her panties, remarking, “Hell, we.