Theywere buffed very shiny and glossy, square-cut and about an inch fromcuticle to tip. Bret idly wondered how he was going to be able to doanything w...th these claws, no matter how good they looked.He remembered getting up and taking his tanning bag from the door,trotting down the stairs to the car and taking off. He'd gone to NailsExotique first, getting the extensions and the manicure because heremembered deciding that the old set was no good and not even thepolish he'd applied had been able. We sat for a while and she said nothing, but I did notice how she held my arm close to her and I could feel the delightful pressure of her soft breast. When after a time we rose and stepped around the piece once again and then moved on slowly, she stopped at the door to the room, still holding my arm close to her, and looked back at the statue again for a while. Then she turned her face up to me. ‘You loved your wife like that, didn’t you, Dace?’ Her insight surprised me, and I think I heard in. ” Shame doused his anger, reducing it to a threatening steamy simmer instead of a raging fire. He loosened his arms. Regan slid down his body, her high heels finally touching the floor. When his grip lessened, Regan’s first impulse was to pull away from him. Her body wouldn’t let her. Butterfly wings beat against the inside of her abdomen and fluttered across her pussy lips. “I’m sorry.” His voice was almost calm now. Guilt overtook him for wanting her the way that he should not. The last night. "Mmm, you seem to have forgotten something" he smiled as he bent his head to kiss her thighs above her fully fashioned stockings, she wore no panties and she moaned with pleasure as his mouth descended on her glistening slit!"Oh yes Bernard" she sighed, "Oh fuck yes"Wrapping both legs around his neck, she heaved herself back up at him and held his head with both hands as his tongue lapped at her wetness and squealed as a finger insinuated itself in her tight little anus."Ooh you dirty, dirty.