Her breath was getting shorter. Her shapely legs were spread out over the bed. She could watch herself in the massive smoked ceiling mirror. Her black...silk nightie was open revealing her inner thighs and fanny. She was wearing pink high heel slippers, one of which was flat on the bed thus tensing the curves on her calf, which added to her sensuality already exquisitely developed. Her long jet-black hair contrasted, with her ashen soft skin. She could see the globes of her breasts shine as her. I looked in the mirror and looked like amime artist without lips. She then put pink eyeshadow on my eye lids andattached long eyelashes with superglue! "These wont come off in a hurry!"she said. Every time I blinked I felt I was swatting a fly! I could seethe huge outline of the lashes all of the time. I hoped I would get usedto it. Next she added red circles to my cheeks and coloured in my lips inbright red in a central small cupids bow. I felt my dick stirring andrising to attention. "Well. In only another moment, he was sucking on my breasts, and it felt so good. As he was sucking my breasts, he took my hand in his and placed it on his crotch. My goodness, honey, his cock lump is so long and thick, and I really liked rubbing it. Nothing else happened, though. I came to my senses and was concerned about where it was leading, and we stopped all of the kissing, sucking, and fondling.”It was hard to tell how Mark would react, and I was surprised when he said, “Tell me more about his. I felt sluggish and lethargic and decided to start the day with a run to invigorate myself and settle my nerves. I put on my running gear and tried to sneak out of the house but Mum intercepted me.“Worried about the prom?” she asked.I nodded.“There’s a lot of responsibility on you because of your poor decision about a prom date,” she said.Just what I didn’t need - more pressure. I didn’t respond. “I’m going for a quick run,” I told her.“You missed breakfast and you won’t need any lunch. Would.