Maybe, she could set the table for dinner again.At the top of the stairs, Sandra noticed that she first had to deal with an urge that couldn't wait. S..., she quickly went into the bathroom and sat down on the toilet.While she was relieving herself, she had to smile with the fact that she didn't have to pull down her pants or panties. Sure, she had been sitting naked on the toilet before, but this time just walking in from her bedroom and then sitting down on the toilet without the need to remove. I glanced at her and noticed that she was an Asian woman, perhaps thirty years old. Her skin was smooth and I saw that unlike most Asian women she had breasts which were at least C or C plusses.During the haircut she told me that she was from Cambodia, Divorced, had two children and had celebrated her 36th birthday two days ago. She sure didn't look her age and I told her so. After the haircut was complete I really didn't want to leave her immediately so I asked her to give me a scalp massage. That’s fine.I brush my teeth and change my panties. I slip into the far side of the bed. Carl is snoring loudly, but it’s nothing I’m not used to. Tomorrow will be better. I’ll sort it all out tomorrow. *** I feel something pawing at my breast over my shirt. It must be Carl.“We need to make up to have makeup sex,” I mumble.“We need to fight to make up, little Sarah,” purrs Reyna.I bolt up and look around. Reyna is standing in the doorway. Maria and June are lying next to me. June is reaching. ”Her soft touch was causing my erection to stiffen even more. Her confidence grew with every stroke up and down the entire length of the staff. Now she was pumping on it with a sense of purpose. After a few seconds, I was starting to feel like I needed to move on, so I instructed her to move her hand and stand back a couple of feet. She reluctantly complied and moved her touch away from my erection. She stood there waiting as I contemplated my next move. “Do you want me to touch you?” I.