I noticed that although his fingernails were not painted, theywere long and oval, and were a little too shinny. When he saw me looking,he curled his f...ngers under on his lap and looked away in embarrassment.His sister insisted during the whole time that they were there if thesame could be done to her brother. The poor boy was mortified. His motherkept telling her to be quiet, followed by a relieved look from the boy.However, after an hour of insistence from the sister, the mother finallygave in. Bridgit started slow but quickly pushed her fingers in and out of Debby’s aching wet hole. Debby was in a state of sexual bliss as she sunk down onto Bridgit’s fingers. She moved her hips around as they pushed against her g spot. She threw her head back and moaned with her mouth opened. She rode Bridgit’s fingers quickly, using her thighs to move up and down. Bridgit left a trail sloppy little kisses on her neck as she sucked down on her collarbones. The other hand was massaging her Debby’s. She could hear him swear as shewalked up the stairs to the second floor. As she was halfway up thestairs, the door had opened and James walked in, catching up to her almostimmediately."Yo, what the hell?" James asked as they made it to the top of the steps."You could have waited for me." And you didn't have to force me to dress up like this but seeing as nowI'm actually a woman who's pregnant..." she replied softly."As if I planned for this to happen. It was supposed to be some stupidjoke.. ” I told her.“I can’t carry five beers. Someone will have to come with me.” And she reached for her T-shirt.Glenda grabbed the shirt out of Deb’s hand, “I dare you.”There was another collective gasp, and then Jill volunteered to go with her. Deb pointed to Jill’s shirt, “You have to lose the shirt.”Without hesitation, Jill pulled off her T-shirt and tossed it aside. The rest of us giggled when they headed out the door. Five minutes later, they were back with the beer.“What took so long?” I.