"Ok, now let's finish off withthe nails and some jewelry," she said as she stuck my hand in yet anotherdevice that was clearly some sort of automated ...ail salon. I could feelsanders prepping my nail beds, and then a layer of adhesive being sprayedcarefully on them, and then a pressure of the nails being held down onthem. After a minute it released, and I pulled my hands on with frenchmanicured nails a good inch past the tips of my fingers. She then openedup an armoire and began pulling out. She gave him a look as if to say I'll-get-you-for-that as she drew her lips right up to the crown of his cock. Then she tightened her grip with her right hand and milked upward on his prick until her hand met her lips. She slurped down all the spit on the top of her hand and then popped her mouth off his glistening pole."There... all better," she said."Mom, I'm not complaining," Brad said with a laugh, rubbing her left arm which was draped on his thigh. "You can drool on it all you want!" Brad!. You know I’m a high school freshman, and trying to invent myself. I don’t know who I am yet. I was trying out the brainy schoolgirl role, but it just isn’t working for me.“How would you feel about a wife who liked being barefoot and pregnant?” I asked.“I have to admit I have fantasies about knocking you up and even more about you being very sexually demanding while you are pregnant.“What are you thinking you want to try?” Daddy asked.“I think I need to be like a Pioneer Woman. I think you. It was like two brothers meeting, handshakes and man hugs.He was very black, no surprise, and he was very, very good looking, he had that “IT” factor, a girl couldn’t help be feel a tingling down there ... whoow. He was dressed in a fine linen suit, open neck shirt, and smart shoes ... it didn’t come from a Target store ... and must have cost a fortune.Leo introduced us ... but the way he looked me up and down, kind off worried me ... his eyed scanned me top to bottom ... and that smile,.