Then he moved closer and with the lip pencil outlined my lips. I sensed he was trembling slightly and we were so close to each. I parted my legs sligh...ly as the anticipation was getting to me. Then he reached for the dark red lipstick which matched my nail varnish that he had sent a few days ago. He let it dry before applying another thick coat and then coated my lips with lipgloss. I looked in the mirror and saw this very tarty face looking back at me.In reality I couldn’t wait for them to. This went on, as they felt themselves getting closer and closer. He usually went over first, then she followed. But this time she felt as though shed go over first. Just a little sweet talk would do the trick.. Do I taste good? she asked, coming up quickly from his dick, then going right back to it. Ohh, yes! he moaned out, also coming up quick. You taste pretty good yourself. she said, better than a popsicle. Tell me more, mama. he said. Tell me how good. You first. she whispered. Ohh, the. It is? he replied almost scared. Yeah it is. Just jerk off to get it soft. Right now dude? Yeah, why not. The door will keep any other cars or people from seeing you, if thats what you are scared about. No its not that&hellip, I paused for a moment. Come on, your going to be nervous around me? Dont we always talk about this? But talking is different than actually doing it&hellip, Youre right. I do think you should do it, just to get it soft, but if you dont want to, then its fine. He looked out. ” “That’s twice now you’ve mentioned that breakfast. You’re raising my expectations pretty high!” “Well, I’m a one-trick pony with my kitchen skills…. Hopefully I’ll find other ways to charm and impress you so won’t notice I fix you the same meal every morning.” The thought of ‘every morning’ excites me. After the last bite of brownie has been eaten, he removes his fleece and balls it up. Laying down on the blanket, he offers the fleece for me to use as a pillow, but I decline and remove my.