Lipstick. A big sigh of relief. No problem, then. He stood up, flushed, and rejigged the tights yet again before going over to the mirror vanity in th... corner.The face that looked back at him was not the immaculate vision he had witnessed in the huckster's room. The eye shadow was smeared, the lipstick was badly worn and the ornate hairdo was a tangled mess, beyond hope of reconstruction by a seventeen-year-old geek inexperienced in such things. He searched amidst the ruins, and pulled out a. Because it does. I will write in the future stories as a Blog style after ongoing date night sessions but I need to get this out first.It all started when we were having date night one evening. We had drank a couple of glasses of wine whilst lounging on the bed, reaffirming our love and discussing life in general. I remember my eyes caressing all of her sexy curves and pondering for far too long on her magnificent breasts. Actually, she loves the attention and knows exactly how to use her. By the time I flagged ataxi, I'd have been late anyway, so I just waited and ate my sandwich." Yeah, well, you missed one helluva show, Keith. Bet you would haveloved it."Yeah, he thought, I bet I would have.***I laid on my bed and just watched TV for a while until Dad walked intothe room. He shut the door and sat down on the beanbag chair beside mybed. "Just so you know, those nails in that window are pretty loose,"he said.I looked over at him. "How come?"He shrugged. "Because, I believe in. She thought of letting him sleep longer but could not resist the urge to take Patrick's cock into her mouth and he awoke to see Amala's head bobbing up and down as she worked his now erect penis.Realising that he was awake, Amala took her mouth off his cock and said, "Morning my love." Good morning to you gorgeous," replied Patrick as Amala went back to her cock sucking."Let me fuck you," offered Patrick and Amala did not object as she stopped the blowing and moved so that she was alongside.