When they finished with our feet, they gave us a pair of flip-flops and sat us at separate manicure stations. This time I paid close attention as the ...oman massaged, cleaned, moisturized, trimmed and filed my fingernails. When she reached for the polish, I pulled my hand firmly away. "No." After a brief hesitation, she put the polish down and picked up another tool. Warily, I gave her my hand back and she buffed my nails 'til they shined. It didn't look like polish, but my hands did looked. I went inside the room and searched for a panty. I don’t know why but I got interest in touching them and analysing them. One of the panties got my attention. It is a yellow panty and it has got a stain in it. I know it’s certainly not blood and through my vague understanding I thought it’s a female ejaculation. Oh My Gosh my sister must be wet wearing this panty or she must have been masturbating wearing it. The thought of it made me real hard. I passed the panties through the door.I was. I brought the foot I was massaging up to my mouth. I kissed and then sucked her big toe. This caused her to audibly gasp. She waved her index finger at me in punishment as she made up an excuse over the phone. I was at the point of no return as she was closing up her phone conversation. I wanted to cum. As I started to shoot my load underneath her foot, I brought her other foot to my mouth and sucked on her big toe again. "Mum then spoke her approval, "mmmmmm.......cum for mummy. The second reason Casey was anxious was because his little guy hadn'tbeen able to finish lately. Casey didn't masturbate often. Frankly hedidn't see what all the fuss was about, the way his friends talkedabout it. But he made an effort because he did care about Betsy and ithad become important to her. So he would do what came naturally and tested out things before hand.After all his dad did always say, "Practice makes perfect," or used tosay it anyway. So he would get naked in his room.