Occasionally I would have lovers. But none like him, who kept getting better looking, more tasty. I lickedmy lips like a slut and thought about puttin... it back in my mouth. I hadnever felt like this. So good, so filled up, so... "I bet you just love fixing your face up after a blow job. Then I bet youjust want to do it all again."Of course I did. Oh how I wanted to be pretty. I suddenly thought that mymake-up was an essential part of me from now on, that I would never beseen without make up. I suspected Joanna would betaking me out to dinner, so I had opted to wear something a little naughtyfor the occasion. My body was adorned in a tight, rose satin spandex skirtsuit with wide lapels that formed a neckline plunging almost to my navel.Underneath, I wore a long-sleeve sheer black chiffon fitted blouse withplunging ruffled lace neckline and matching ruffled cuffs. My DD-cupperswere round and firm, so I had not worn a bra. The ruffles strategicallycovered my nipples. The rest was a. Aunty: Mujhme kya natural hai, aunty lagti hun. Aur waise bhi mujhe utna zyada modern kapde aur cosmetic ki aadat nahi. Mere hisse ka bhi bharti khud kar leti hai.Main: Haan wahi to, Bharti aur mom to bas banawati chamak hai. Par aap natural lagti ho bina kisi makeup ke.Aunty: Hahaha! Ab bas bhi karo, mujhe Sarika ke sath mat tolo tum. Mujhe pata hai ki woh kafi khoobsurat hai aur main nahi, chahe tum jitna bhi banakar bol lo.Main: Ab main aapko kaise bataun. Waise jao aajse main apko aunty. Rob is becoming a real friend – without ‘benefits’.”Jessica nodded, and the conversation moved on. Clara moved closer to Alison and began a conversation – I only got snippets, of course, as I was concentrating on Jenni and Jessica – it seemed to be about the influence of archaeological findings on written history, which makes sense, of course. I was having to concentrate because I was getting a master class on navigation (technically, strictly speaking, pilotage) about the East Anglian coast.