He ran his hands over his legs as he got over the pain of the hairremoval and was surprised at how smooth and sexy his skin felt. Theyleft the room s... he could get dressed and he looked himself over a bitbefore putting his dress back on.He put on his dress and carried his shoes and purse back to the front sothey could do his finger and toe nails. After giving him a manicure andpedicure they applied acrylics to his fingernails as his nails were veryshort. The woman painted a French tip on his. And then we didn't really do much then. Joey and I were too involved in the symbols, and we all were still sorta all hornied out. But we all looked forward to the next weekend at my father's, probably for slightly different reasons.It wasn't until the following Monday, exactly three weeks after meeting my dad, that Suzi suddenly remembered something at lunch."Joey! You were supposed to be my servant last month at lunch!" Suzi suddenly exclaimed.We were sitting at our usual table with Joey, me,. Lisa found herself on her back with her arms trapped underneath Sonya’s knees with a fat black pussy pressed over her mouth cutting off her oxygen.Lick me sweetie and I’ll let you breathe, Sonya said.Lisa immediately began to lick between Sonya’s inner lips up to her clit as fast as she could. Sonya lifted up enough for Lisa to catch a breath or two before closing the gap again.Troya grabbed Lisa’s legs and tucked them under Sonya’s arms. Hold them for me sweetie, she told SonyaShe then began. He was on his way and would be there in about 30 minutes. I figured I had some time I could leave or not answer the door, So I had a glass of wine and took a shower to clear my head. Well he must have done 90 mph all the way cause as I stepped out of the shower the door to my house opened and I could hear him calling my screen name. I threw on my robe and walked into the livingroom there he stood just inside the door. What have I gotten myself into I thought as I looked him over. He was about 6.