"Give melong fingernails."James raised his eyebrows. "O...k. Long fingernails it is." He tappedAlt Gr, typed in 'Long fingernails', then pressed the k...y again. Helooked up in anticipation.It was much less dramatic this time. The shimmering was barelynoticeable, and Aaron didn't notice anything happening. But when helooked at his hand, he saw perfectly formed painted red nails at theend of his fingertips."Oh my god," he whispered, unconsciously examining them with spreadfingers, as a woman would. Me: I asked her to open the front door of the washing machine (it was a front door washing machine) (forgot to say the costume of aunty, she was wearing a low neck loose nighty.She has bought some clothes to put into the washing machine and bent forward to put the clothes into it and even I bent forward to show her how to open the lock of the washing machine door and our hands touched while opening the door of the washing machine. It was great feeling almost I felt like electric shock passed. My whole body seemed to be trembling slightly. I still felt excited.My breathing was fast and light. I began to notice some delicious light aches all over my body, tiny souvenirs of that wild night out. My black lover Jerome had picked me up straight from work and we had gone to a bar. We had made some promise about going to dinner before we started drinking but finally we did not do it…We had ended up in a club and it was a pretty crazy place. I was at the bar talking to Jerome when a sexy. It really was a big as it felt. 10 inches longer, maybe more. He’d been keeping this one well hidden! My mouth could barely fit round the head as I licked tentatively. He groaned instantly as my mouth struggled to overcome the size. I relished in this, I’d probably never get a cock as big as this in my mouth again. My tongue was hyperactive, licking vigorously everywhere it could, up and down constantly. This evidently pleased him as his ran his hands down the back of my head and moaned:“Oh.