He agreed that was as he understood and together we chose a pastel shimmering pink nail polish to coordinate with my burgundy dress. After applying po...ish to my fingers and toes, he instructed me to just sit still to let everything dry while he applied my makeup. He reclined the barber chair so I was laying almost prone then began applying beard cover, foundation, eye shadow, eye-liner, mascara, lip pencil and gloss, all selected to coordinate with my light pink nails.As Peter was applying each. “I do because there’s no such thing as a lousy fuck.”“Brad!” she teasingly cried.“Well, it’s true. Some girls are really vocal and active when we fuck and others just lay there taking in the experience. I enjoy them either way.”Abby had Brad pull out and turned onto her left side. He cuddled against her back, lifting her leg over his she guided his cock back home. “I like this position too because you can touch my body more as we fuck.”“I agree.”He kissed her neck as his right hand fondled her. I put the ready meal in the fridge and went upstairs. My wife was working nights so I had the flat to myself. I took off my work clothes and was soon naked. I pulled the panties on, but my cock stuck out of the elasticated top. I think the feeling of the nylon on my balls made it poke up higher. I then shimmied the hold-ups up my legs until the rubbery tops gripped my inner thighs. I couldn't resist looking in the wardrobe mirror at my nylon clad legs. I pulled the panties up and the gusset. She stepped daintily out of them and then kicked them with one toe toward a wall. Then she snuggled up to her uncle to dance again. This time, when she put his cock between her legs, he felt heat and slippery pussy lips slide along the top of his cock.“Mmmm much better,” she said into his chest. Then she held her face up for a kiss and, while Bob kissed her long enough for her knees to get weak, he also cupped and fondled her now naked buns. She got her hip movements coordinated and got wetter.