Soon I was sitting at the kitchen table carefully applying these longnails to my own. Somewhere inside, I was asking myself how I intendedto hide all ...his to Monica, but my desire to be pretty for Craig wasmore important. Soon I had the epoxy-attached nails dry and with some35 minutes before he was supposed to come I started to paint my nails.Each long nail was lacquered with the pink polish that matched my toes.I carefully managed to apply a full 2 coats to my nails before I neededto get. She soon responded by moving a hand down to rub my hard 8 inches. I worked a hand down her asscrack as far as her pussy, which was already dripping wet; she was a hot Chinese bitch on heat.Although she had just come off a long shift, she'd obviously had a chance to freshen up, and she smelt good. I figured I should bury my face in her wet pussy to see how fragrant she was down there and to show her what my tongue can do. So I lifted her up and carried her over to the bed. Her legs opened, and I. “Oh,” I said as my mind came back into real time, “Come on in, sorry about that. Must have had a senior moment.”She giggled again as she swayed her way into the loft apartment I had lived in since Mariana and I found it so many years before. “It's okay Uncle G,” she cooed softly, “I can see what kind of senior moment you were having,” and glanced down at my growing cock beneath the thin cotton shorts I wore without anything beneath them. Her smile was down right devious, certainly not fitting. He knows what will happen if he has to eat his own cooking. What he does is keep me in a constant sexual daze so I don’t even notice that I am cooking. That requires a certain effort on his part.”She turned to Mike and said, “Honey, I have an idea that grew out of the events last night. I was thinking of asking Ken and Mary Haris to report to Washington. You know how the police sometimes use stakeout teams? How about if those two just walked around residential Washington?”Before Mike could.