They talk

As she feeds him their cum, which does taste amazing, he cant help but notice how nicely her nails are done. She runs a white lacquered nail down his chest as he slurps up their delicious cocktail of body fluids from her hand. "I love our juice, I love the feel of your pussy around my cock, I love you, but I love those nails even more" whispers John, "How did you know I had a thing for white nails."

"I don't know, it kinda just came to me in a dream" said Samantha lazily, "We had just lost our virginities to each other and were making love in my queen sized bed for what seemed like an eternity, we had a very hot makeout session, our bodies intertwined, touching in every possible place, and we came over and over, each time in sync, my pussy was overflowing with our cum, and my nails were white, which struck me as odd since I only do my nails red or black. I knew I had add white into that list for you."

"Those three colors are my favorite, but you can do your nails in any color, I'll always love you."

"Awwwww that's so cute."

"Anyways, I had the very same dream," says John, kissing her, "Except it was my luxurious king sized bed," he says, kissing her again, "At my parents mansion," says John, pulling her in for a longer kiss, "Which will be mine eventually, and possibly yours as well," he says, winking.

Feigning innocence, Samantha asks him, "And how would it be mine as well?"