A very light dusting of powder, on her cheeks and forehead. Adab on her nose, and she is almost done. The woman in the mirror looks backat her, and s...iles. She smiles back. She must get ready. Only half anhour left. She opens the closet and picks out her dress. She has had it for along time. She has never used it. It is made of the sheerest silk. It is alsowhite, it hugs her body, it leaves her shoulders bare.It flares out at the waist into a bouncy, saucy skirt. The skirt comes midwaydown. "Candy used a special lipstick on my lips which tingled a little butreally fattened up my lips, it gave me a very sexy pout. Not a troutpout but nice defined lips.Candy pulled the dress on for me and as I rubbed my hands up and downit, I heard Candy saying. "shit, I looked at her and she exclaimed quickget it off I am going to have to make some adjustments."So she quickly pulled it up and disappeared out the back and I heard thesound of a sewing machine going hell for leather as she worked. Jennifer gasped in surprise and pleasure as he shot his load inside her. Dom's thrusting slowed to a standstill as he caught his breath. They looked at each other slowly, he wiped sweat off of his forehead and smiled. They shared another soft kiss as he rolled onto his back, Jen eagerly climbed up against him, letting him wrap the sleeping bag around the two naked bodies. They were quiet for a moment before she looked up at him."Dom..." Yeah?" Are we going to be OK?" She asked, wondering if. She grinned, and brought her legs back behind her."Take my bra off, Bob".The photocopier was still copying.Bob's thick fingers fumbled at the fastening, but he managed to undo it. Before he could reach around to feel her tits, Nicola slid herself off the copier, squashing her breasts into the spunk and smearing them around in it. Before Bob could figure out what she was doing, she swung around, hopped up onto the still-copying glass plate again, splayed her legs and thrust her spunk-covered.