"Oh no, Natasha," Grandmother admonished. "Let your nails be. Polish isdear and should you decide to assume your role, then you'll need them redtomo...row. If you decide to say no, then we can clean them in themorning."She was a wise woman, my Grandmother. She knew that maintaining theillusion, even just with a nightgown and painted fingernails would make itdifficult to decline her offer.And so I slept, eventually. I tried to measure my response in my head butthe answer indeed was tucked. Man, I want you so badly! Tell me about the rest of your body!" I'm just running my hands below my breasts. Oh, there's my navel and my soft waist. My hips are soft- I put lotion all over. Lover, I can feel your hands fondling me! Baby, my tits are hard, and my pussy is tingling! Ooo, it's so smooth and naked, shaved- just the way you like it. Perfect for kissing! My lips are moist. I want your tongue inside me!" My lover, why don't you gently open the lips of your secret garden for. After both of her slave sisters had wrestled while they watched the Domme from earlier approached Michael and was speaking in low tones to him. He laughed and told her we’ll see. He then looked at Silk.Silk swallowed hard wondering what Michael wanted now. She wasn’t scared but she was still a bit nervous with all these people. “Slave would you like to wrestle in the lube?” Michael asked her.Silk thought on it for a moment and said yes without hesitation.Michael turned to the Domme and told her. As I came out of the kitchen, she was leaning into the crib, adjusting the now once again asleep babys blanket. Her bikini top was loose, and I could clearly see her tits. I once again had a hard-on, and this time she looked up and saw me lookingthen she looked at my shorts and blushed. I went to her, saying I am so sorry, I should not have been watching you. She told me it was o.k., and then started crying again. She sobbed that she knew Jake had another girlfriend. I took her in my arms and.