I could see why she would make such a good model. She was very shapely. She was neither skinny nor fat. Sylvia reminded me of those pin-up girls from ...he fifties like Marilyn Monroe and Elizabeth Taylor.Sylvia took great care in slipping one of the stockings over her hand. She carefully opened up the wad of material and slipped it over her toes. Her toes and her fingernail were painted a bright red. I watched as Sylvia pulled that stocking over her foot and up to her ankle. Then she did the. . no, not at all. I’ve been attracted to all kinds of women, some young, some older. I love older women. But no, I’ve never had a mommy porn fetish. Look, Mom, this is totally about my feelings for you. I can’t explain them as well as I’d like at this point. But I assure you, it’s not a fetish at all.”“You don’t have a mommy thing?”“Well, I seem to be developing one. A big one. But there’s only one mom I have a thing for.”Nikki thought for a few moments, then continued.“OK. Question two. This. "Ignore my sister, Carnachias, please. Serial masturbation has left her brain damaged." The brown-haired woman sighed. Her voice matches the one I heard earlier."Kek, you fell for Mel's lies.” continued Carnachias."Do not address me by that name! And I've told no lies." refuted Mel."That 'will become a monstrosity without equal' thing is not placed after we give him the god juice, but after he grinds like a dipshit." reinforced Carnachias."I had but a few moments to deliver the offer, some. I was beginning to think that the money was out of our hands. Then we did “pole and a hole.” Each girl placed a wooden ring at her crotch and held it tight with her legs. The guys put a pole between their legs. We had to put the pole in the hole. Our team won. Now it was two to one. Then it was paper airplane flying. We were beginning to get really competitive. The other team won; one of the guys was an aeronautical engineer so we never had a chance. Behind three to one, we huddled. We had to.