He feels himself hardening with each swipe of the brush. When all have polish on them, he lifts the foot some and just blows against each toe to help...the polish dry. The soft wafting on her toes does stir Emma, and she feels herself begin to get wet.Donald completes this same ritual with her other foot. Then back for the second coat on all. Holding both her feet, Emma’s soles pressed against the sides of his standing cock he just blows and fans her feet for almost a half-hour to make sure. I was ecstatic.Fast forward 4 years, I had moved states to Maryland a year after I started talking to her, into the middle of farm country. Melissa and I continued to talk, and she knew a lot about me, since I trusted her from knowing her for so long. She knew where I lived and school I was going to.Now during these 4 years of chatting online with her changed my tastes. The pics she would send me were now porn instead of her own pics. Girl on girl to start, telling me over and over how good. “Bob wins the bet, he bet you would try to go the Washington today without all your security,” Bill said.“Put the heavy vest on; the boss ladies can go along for the ride but we are taking you,” Bill instructed.“Wearing gloves today are you? I didn’t think it was that cold,” Bill added.“The tribal designs have not completely washed off the back of my fingers yet; it is going to take a few more days and I tried everything,” I saidI was wearing white thin dress gloves that I could do most things. "You don't even do the Christmas party?"Oh, good grief.Janet put her arms around the younger girls shoulders. "Mr. Sloane's idea of Christmas is to find a nice quiet pub and be sat at the end of a bar with a drink in hand."Phoebe looked at me with a frown. "You sound like my Dad," she sighed feeling sorry for me, "He was a proper Grinch. He used to spend most of Christmas Day in his shed with a crate of beer." Alright ladies," clapped Janet, "Job done. Back to work!"As all three women turned to.