"Joan threw her coat into the basement and lifted her sweatshirt over her head."What's a coolie?" asked Sara?"That's a quickie in a snowbank," answere... Joan as her mouth closed over Sara's.In a few moments both girls were squirming against each other with one leg pushed between the other's so that they could rub against the each other's clits."Warmed up?" asked Joan."Mm-huh," answered Sara."You ready?" "For what?" asked Sara."A sixty-nine in a snowbank." answered Joan. She then pulled Sara. I was stunned at the effect, and asked her about theliner in particular but other cosmetics in general, and cleansing forthe inevitable tidying up that would be required afterwards. The firsttime mum saw the liner was the following weekend as I was about to leaveto meet some friends. She called me back and took a good look at me,then asked if I like the way it affects my face. I told her I thought itwas great and she agreed, and asked if I had considered anything else. Isaid perhaps but had not. "Uh..." Tony, I've heard so much about you," the woman said. She stood and held out her hand. "I can see all of it's true."I wondered if I could go home, get back in bed, and pull the covers over my head until Monday.It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon for the middle of November. I'd spent the morning working on a term paper for history. It wasn't due until the end of January, but why wait for the last minute? I'd written a great conclusion; now I just had to find enough facts to support it.I. " Mm?" So sincere, so honest. Like I totally believe you. You like me, don't you." She made it a statement of fact."Don't let it go to your head. You are a little ragged around the edges."That killed her smile so I softened the impact by cupping her cheek in my hand for a moment."Time for you to slice some bread, little girl." I pulled her arm towards the kitchen. As she danced in front of me. I ogled her sweet little ass. Don't think I'll ever get tired of that."There's a bread knife in the.