Finally, he decided againsta full lipstick, as he knew it might overpower his look and the illusionof femininity. He chose instead an understated colo...ed moisturizer. Thesoft red gave him a subtler look that he felt more comfortable with, butstill brought out his lip.His look done, he examined his handiwork. Not bad. Lipstick on a pig, hethought, but not bad.He stood up, careful not to twist his ankle in his heels. Walking arounda bit, he was a little unsure of what to do next. He made the bed. I tilted my hips forward and parted my legs wider. My finger rhythmically flicking my clit, I could not suppress a gasp as I began to feel the familiar rush of an orgasm. But I didn’t want to come yet, not without him. No sooner did the thought escape my mind than the fleeting brightness of headlights pulling in behind me filled my car with long moving shadows. A quick glance at the license plate confirmed it was him. I got out to meet him as he turned the engine off. The night was silent,. " He laughed. "It must cost her a fortune in knickers." Being called 'Daddy' put me right off my stroke." I said, supping deep at my pint. "I didn't get to shoot my load, and went home with lover's bollock." I was lucky," he said. "I'd been tipped off about the Daddy bit, so I kept on shagging. I never missed a beat, and fired both barrels into her." He finished his pint. "Want another, Des?" he asked. I declined, as I was about to tuck into my food."Anyway," I said with a mouthful of hotpot,. .. but maybe we could do something else," she said softly.Which is how I found out what techniques Mia had used on all those guys to make their cocks soft so they would stop trying to push them into her pussy.You might have thought that finding out Mia was my actual girlfriend, not to mention losing my virginity, would have changed my usual surly disposition into one of sunny happiness. And it should have. I mean now, when I walked with her somewhere, we held hands and brushed shoulders. And it.