I was so relaxed as Lilly went towork on my toes and hands. It seemed like I was in the chair for hours,a lot longer than when I did Lilly's nails. Af...er putting on my acrylicnails, I found out that she painted my nails a bright fire-engine redcolor. Each one had a very high gloss to them. But what I found mostdisturbing was that on each fingernail was the inlay of a male erectionin gold color. All ten fingers had the image of an erect penis clearlyvisible. But that was not the end of my. He stood as we came in and Colleen made the introductions. Beth Ann Morse, this is my father, James Bell. Daddy, this is Beth Ann Morse, her son, Brian and you already know Rebecca.Mr. Bell was tall, distinguished and elegantly dressed for a simple consultation. I knew there was something special about this man and hoped we got to talk before he left. He intrigued me but I couldn't put my finger on why. Colleen got us started but it was clear Mr. Bell was running this meeting. As fast as. Well, I believe that wasn’t enough to get you excited after a few minutes of the tease. I finally removed my t-shirt just to pour oil on my tits. Oily tits in sunlight rubbing against each other slipping here and there won’t you cum for them, dear.Is your bitch dam hot and dirty? After this hard work who wouldn’t be thirsty enough for loads of cum. But poor me had to work with water you didn’t give me cum. Bad you. Water is better than you people. It was so desperate to kiss my bare oily tits.. She reached forward, gripped theelasticised waist and gave them a tug fitting them snugly between hischeeks. She slipped the nightie over his head and smoothed it down hisbody. She adjusted the red ribbon that encircled it under the bust tillit was in the correct position then tied it in a bow. She gave the hema little tug downward and fixed the shoulder straps. It fitted asthough made for him. He looked absolutely divine. She could feel hercock straining inside her panties as she gazed at the.