"You did say you wanted him to have nails. How long would you like his nailsto be?" she said now asking Cindy directly."Just make them oval and 1/2" p...ssed the ends of his fingers. That would begreat," Cindy said and then watched as Pat went to work. She worked thenails onto Mark's and soon all Mark's nails were lengthened and uniformready to be polished. Pat gave a big smile and then asked the big question."What color would you like his fingernails to be," Pat said to Cindy but shewas looking. “Probably 14.”Yes, Brynn had noticed the girl but what he noticed now was Gilbert’s commenting on a girl that young. “And that one with the 'ECHS' backpack? Legs like that, she gotta be a cheerleader. Twirl little girlie. Sorry. I should shut up.”He turned the ignition key and Brynn panicked that the man was bored of him and wanted to leave. Instead, he only turned the key far enough to have the overhead light shine on his watch. “Ehhh, plenty of time,” he said as he settled back into. Then he wrapped a rope about her waist, securing it underneath the elevated slab of wood. Next he pulled her hands away from her body, tying them at the wrist. Clamps were placed on her nipples, and Joan moaned with the pain. But her eyes became glazed with increasing passion.“Sit on her fucking face, Peggy,” Robert said.Peggy’s flesh was rippling, a combined feeling of humiliation and pleasure. She moved to her mother’s head, lowering her ass. When she was low enough, she felt her mother. Damn, the math was not in favor of relieving my horny loins in the comfort of my home. So, we compromised and made a two-minute trip to the state park around the corner. The back of Leslie’s SUV would do, this time. She kept it equipped with a blanket and pillows for an occasion such as this. Plus, she had dark tinted windows. 12:04 Leslie drove. She found a remote unpopulated spot and backed the truck into a parking space. As soon as she put the SUV in park, she jammed her hand up my skirt,.