She pushed me back into the chair. She reached into her gym bag andpulled out a smaller bag. She opened that up and started pouringthings out on the...sink. This was her makeup bag, and the intended usewas pretty obvious.She pulled my chair, with me still in it and handcuffed behind me,close to the sink. Then she sat on my lap, as she began applying aliquid makeup all over my face with a sponge. "Don't you love how thisfeels, my little slut?" she asked me. The sponge did feel soft. While toying with his balls, his inflating knob began to rise, moving away from his thigh. ‘Oh god, the head of his dick also seems to be expanding,’ I noted in astonishment. As Lavon’s horn proudly began lifting further upwards, I slid my hand over the silky shaft. ‘Fuck me, if this thing kills me tonight, I’ll die a happy man,’ I reflected.“Down baby, on your knees, time to worship,” he instructed in a horny growl. As I got to my knees, Lavon issued his next order. “Put your hands at your. "But if you don't shut up, I will shoot you myself." Bill looked shocked but had the good sense to keep his mouth shut.Jack came on the radio and said, "Bennie, what's happening? Shirley and I are here and listening."Bennie said, "We painted your sign up here first and a first group in vehicles has gone by. I'm wondering how we should contact them. Should it be easy or hard? I'm guessing it's a scouting group that I saw. We are still in North Carolina. I know they had to have seen my sign. I threw off the covers and followed her into the bathroom, getting hungrier as I closed the distance between us. Once inside, she stopped, allowing me to cuddle behind her. As my now rampant cock nestled between her ass cheeks and my hands closed around her ample breasts, she looked into the mirror at our reflection. "Again, Professor?" she teased."Again, Anneke! And why not? At my age, I should strike while the iron is hot, no?" my fingers brushed her nipples, bringing them to life."I don't.