Her makeup was heavy though, thick lines of black on her lower and upper eyelids, and enough concealer under them that it was evident she was trying t... cover dark circles. Her lipstick was a classic bl**d-red, just as thick as her eyeliner. She almost looked like a drag queen, which was actually very appealing to me. I knew without the heels she was 5’8′, and she surpassed me with her heels by a good 2 inches. She lowered the bottle and grinned a little, and said ‘Well fuck, Curt, you’re. Another line appeared, showing the same GPS coordinates.“Where’s Dad?” Katie asked, knowing that her father didn’t have one of these devices implanted on him. Nothing happened. She looked up at her mother.“We’ll see that he gets one, Honey,” Tanya promised. Katie smiled, realizing that she could keep track of everyone in her family with this little device. The downside of that, of course, was that anyone who had one of these could also keep track of her.“Where’s Frankfurter?” she asked it.. Letting me slip free of your wonderful mouth you look up towards my face. I can just see your tongue sliding around your sweet lips for any that might have escaped. Reaching down and I lift your up until we are kissing once again. I can taste myself in your mouth, on your tongue and on your lips. It is my turn for a little tongue worshiping and as we continue kissing passionately I turn you until you are up against the wall. Feeling your hands on my back, your nails biting into my skin as I nip. We went to the yacht club for lunch. After lunch we went to the club beach. You took off your T shirt and preened in a tiny bikini. We got towels from the beach boy and got down on the sand. After a while the beach boy came by to see if we wanted anything. You got up on your elbows and your top slipped showing your nipples. You looked at him and said, "Not right now." You turned over on your stomach and humped the sand and mumbled, beach boy, jail bait. After a few hours in the sun we went back.