Belinda had me sit down and she took her makeup and went to work. She saton my lap at times, facing me as she would use all sorts of things Inever use... on my face. She even put a pair of false eyelashes on me. Thatwas a first for me. I looked in the mirror and didn't recognize myself.Even without a wig you wouldn't know it was me. I reached for the wig andshe slapped my hand lightly. I have one that will work perfect for you mydear. She opened a case and a beautiful mid back length blonde. Mike had sprayed some aftershave or something down his pants which is not as nice to taste as fresh man sweat, but that was being picky. I had a virtual stranger’s big, throbbing, precum leaking cock in my mouth after a few days on my plastic friend. It felt and tasted heavenlyI paused for a moment and said,“I want you to fuck me now, treat me like your slut”Within a flash I was bent over the table, with Mike pressing down on my back whilst he steered his cock into my wet, wide, willing cunt. I. "I traveled to Italy to meet your parents. Your mother was seventeen. A beautiful young girl, named Bianca de Lucini. She was engaged to the son of a Mafia don."Angelina gasped. "The Mafia?"James nodded. "She had a liaison with the son of a rival Mafia don, and became pregnant with you. You didn't need to live that kind of life, so it was best you were gave up."Angelina drew her knees up to her chest, and in doing so, her robe fell open, exposing the skimpy little nightgown, which did barely. We enjoyed the delicious cake with our coffee as we sat in the lounge. Dad then mentioned that it was time for him and me to be on our way. Joe then surprised me by asking dad if I could spend the night with him. Joe promised that he would return me home early the following morning, so I that could attend to my duties with Steve. Dad left shortly afterward having agreed. We sat in the lounge for a while before Jeff got up and announced that he was going to have a nap.After he left Joe and I.