I first take the red lipstick and write on each forehead in red CUM SLUT. I say ok slaves go to it. They both kneel and soon cocks come thru and soon ...hey are getting covered I walk out and talk to the manager and I walk back and enter and look at Stephanie she has 11 marks and Wife has 9 they were both facially covered. I said keep going and left and walked around and saw a line out the other door. I walked to theater and looked not many in theater. I walked back and took a count wife now hear. He whistled like a construction worker and inched closer to her - one particular part of his body making contact with her left cheek before the rest of him did."Mmmmmm, why Mister Bradley... see something you like?" Yes, Missus Bradley, I see EVERYTHING I like. How was your day?"She reached her hand behind her, to squeeze his cock. "The perfect appetizer for my night," she answered. "Join me in the shower?" I thought you'd never ask," Scott whispered.They walked into the bathroom single file,. “I’ll even sticky-finger you a 20 out of my bank account to get it!”Becca set her lips. “You are 19. You do as you’re told when you’re home, or go find someplace else to stay.”Now Michael got really mad. “Don’t give me that shit! My money paid off that pool over there, and the mortgage on that house! Both mortgages. It paid for Crystal’s boob job, the reconstructive surgery on Uncle Denny’s legs, and your membership in the country club! I’ll even pay for the fucking boob reduction surgery you. " I'll like the way the pouch will display your cock and balls, too."His blush deepened.---The cashier's eyes widened when she saw the number of athletic supporters that Stephanie placed on the checkout's conveyor belt. The cashier was a young woman - a teen, really - a blue-eyed blonde, whose hair was pulled back from her pretty face and worn in a ponytail. A name badge on her blouse identified her as Sandy. Stephanie smiled at the young woman's reaction. "That's quite a few jockstraps, isn't.