I'm almost in place as you suddenly slide your finger into my wet slit. The timing of you doing this and the movement I made also caused me to loose a...bit all over your hand. Although I feared you'd be upset, all I hear from you is a hard deep moan and a thrust of your cock into my mouth.I figure you liked it and regain my control as I continued to suck on you. It seems that this holding, pleasing, loosing game that we're playing is turning you on to no extent and soon you're as hard as ever.. Her eyes met mine as she began to enthusiastically bob up and down, her lips and tongue working together with her hand to give me maximum pleasure, the blowjob falling into a steady rhythm, keeping time with the dull thud of the music emanating from the speakers several rooms away, thankfully muffled enough for the sloppy wet sounds and Bella's soft moans to be clearly audible.I leaned my head back against the door, closing my eyes and zoning out as I enjoyed the skillful head, losing track of. "You can use me as many times as you want, Sir." Her hand idly played with my chest hair. "I'm glad you're not smooth chested," she said. "I like this." Her hand wandered down my belly and toyed with my dick. "'Course, I like this too."She got up out of the bed. "Let's get your pajamas on," she said. "Then we can go in the living room and watch TV or something." Okay," I said. It wasn't much of a struggle for me to get myself to the sitting position. She pulled a pajama top over my torso and. "Are you going to paint your nails babe?” asked Sinead. A couple of times they had caught me with painted toes and not said anything. I just don't think they thought much of it. I knew if I came out as pretty much a girl, they wouldn't treat me any differently. I was pretty much one of the girls anyway. "I'll paint my toes. I don't think my finger nails are long enough." It was true, every time I tried growing them out I'd give in to temptation and start biting them. "I have fake nails for you.