“Put some lipstick on,” she ordered as she started rummaging through the clothes on the rack.“Debbie ... P ... Please ... I’m ... I can’t be...a stripper! I’m only fifteen!” I begged.She ignored me and kept looking through the clothes.I started looking around at what was on the vanity and in the drawer. All the lipsticks were bright red and obviously used. I knew it was pointless to argue. I picked out the least gross looking lipstick I could find and put it on my lips. My hand was shaking. I. I feel the heat from the tip of your dick resting over my ass as you rub it all over my crack. I push back to meet up with that hot rod pressing it into my waiting hole. You push it in and pull it right back out, leaving my ass open and wanting more. I look back again as you push back into my asshole with that hard throbbing cock, grabbing my hips to get leverage I feel you push it all the way in nice and slow. I gasped with delight feeling you fill me up with hot throbbing cock then hearing me. .. Was that...?Yes, definitely. A small damp spot had appeared on Janice's panties. While we had been talking, and I had been getting myself worked up looking at her crotch, she had become excited too. So, the open display wasn't entirely innocent then. She was getting off on the fact that she was exposing herself, and making me hot. Harmless fun, I suppose, but perhaps I won't tell my wife.I was about to stand up, and be on my way, when Janice suddenly changed to conversation, to her. Me boli nahi yaar mujhe sarm aayegi Ritesh bola aur koi nahi ghar me yaar aur me ankhe band kar raha hu.to mene apna top utar diya aur bra bhi utar di.Tab achanak ritesh ne mujhe baho me liya mene mana kiya ki ye cheating hai lekin vo nahi mana bola pl mujhe mat roko nisha darling warna me pagal ho jaunga me bhi man hi man khus ho rahi thi fir bhi dikhane ke liye boli nahi ritesh ye galat hai mujhe chhod do lekin vo nahi mana mujhe baho me lekar mere lips chumne laga kafi der tak mere lips.