She used several layers of lipstick on me – each of slightly different color. She told me that it made the lipstick more durable and also gave the c...lor a bit of depth. I looked at what she’d done in the mirror and saw what she was talking about. She also persuaded me to put the faintest amount of blush down my cheek-bone. She literally swiped the brush once on each side. I don’t think the bristles even touched my skin, she did it so lightly. But I could see a trace of color and I couldn’t feel. Slowly I started to apply pressure on her tits, she did not respond, and then I squeezed her hand, she did not respond. Then with more courage I caught her right tit with my right hand. She just rested her head on my shoulder. Wow she liked it, this made me extremely horny. I could touch her tits over her top; she did not seem to be wearing a bra. I could just feel the contours of her tits from the side. I wanted more. She had removed her bra when she went to the loo. She wanted this; she was a. "Hey, man. Glad to see you. Was hoping I would see you today." Yeah, me too. I enjoyed hanging out with you the other day," I said as I set up my chair next to his. I stood and stripped and began to put some sun oil on. I noticed Steve was intently watching. It was kind of a turn on, knowing he was looking me over. I bent over to rub some oil on my legs, my ass facing him. I stood up and poured some oil on my hands and started to apply to my chest and stomach. Of course, I made sure not to. She notices me looking her way and breaks her trance of looking at my bulge to smile at me. Now it is her turn to shift in her seat. She moves to place her back against the window and lifts a leg onto the seat. Her loose fitting shorts are to long for me to see anything, but the curve of her legs are beautiful. She moves her hand slowly down from her knee to her thigh and over shorts and what would be her pussy underneath. This is too much for me and I rub harder on cock over my pants. Our eyes.